#i still dont have an introduction ffs

[andromacheflints]

i love the whole world violently. and i dont want to finish this paper

[ariseur]

Hihi!!! 💞👐 my first time in the FF fandom and your stuff for sephiroth was the first thing that I saw, your writing and headcanons for him feel so accurate to his in-game self! If I may, I wanted to request maybe some hcs for a shapeshifter!reader x sephiroth 👉👈 im not really that well versed in the world and lore of ff, so I'm not really sure if a shapeshifter is even plausible in game :')

Maybe reader was an ex experiment of some sorts, made to be used as a weapon?

I just really want to annoy sephiroth as a cat or sumth (i think sephiroth deserves a Turkish angora to match with his gorgeous hair 🤲 despite being around puppies so often)

For a little angsty hcs maybe readers transformations can be painful at times or not even work out properly so they kind of end up looking messed up :') (or they just get something like a dog ear not changing back to a normal human ear after changing back into a human on a more silly note)

This also kind of opens up for more... naughty things, just change a limb into something, y'know. But I saw that you don't write NSFW in your rules so I'm perfectly okay with you leaving this part out! Feel free to ignore this request, I'm just having brain worms about sephiroth 💞💕 love love love your sephiroth stuff he is the best wife 🫶

A CHANGELING - SEPHIROTH

ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི₊ ⊹ notes - helloooo anon!! i literally loved this request sm thank you so much for sending it in and those kind words 💕!! i’m not exactly sure if it’s possible for a shapeshifter to exist in ffvii, as far as i’m aware the main source of the planet ( mako ) only really helps with like super strength and SOLDIER abilities? but if you look further into the games and you see the.. things.. hojo keep in those test tubes, i think the “used-as-a-weapon” circumstances are pretty doable in this situation :) feel free to send any more ideas if you have any!!

ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི₊ ⊹ warnings - intended lowercase, i talk about pre and post nibelheim seph, post nibelheim sephiroth being manipulative and psychologically abusive ( canon ), spoilers for crisis core and sephs origin story, at the end of the blurb he calls you a silly girl so fem!reader in mind although the rest is gn!reader, lmk if i missed anything!!

✧˖° SEPHIROTH with a shapeshifting reader— hmmm.. i think it depends on your attitude towards the whole situation.

✧˖° for example, if you’re more nonchalant about the situation then i suppose he would be, too. im sure he would be curious at first, but ultimately i dont think he’d care all that much. if you’re used in battle or are well known among shinra or some other organization and he ends up meeting you ( im starting off with pre nibelheim SEPHIROTH first lol ), then he’d definitely be fascinated by your capabilities and how far you can stretch your talents out.

✧˖° if we’re in crisis core era and its like.. before the events that transpired with genesis n all that— he’d wouldnt be as interested as one might think. he’d def be like, “ooh cool” but after the essential introduction then it’d must become normal to him. i think his reaction would also depend on how well you can control your abilities and how you use them to your advantage !! like— for example; if you can stretch one of your limbs or manipulate any part of your body, he’d wanna experiment with that and ask you some questions whenever you have time. if you can change your shape into an animal or another person though— he’ll definitely have a little more fun with it

✧˖° post nibelheim SEPHIROTH takes more advantage of your situation, especially if you can morph yourself or change into another being. if you can shapeshift into an animal or something small, he’ll have you scope stuff out for him or something like that. he will entirely and shamelessly abuse your power and will somehow make you think that you’re obligated to do this for him— especially if you knew him pre nibelheim and still stuck with him afterwards. you do want him to feel better, right? won’t you do this simple task for him? he promises that he’ll treat you well and will return back to normal if you just do this one thing for him :((

✧˖° i think his fixation on jenova and his own identity might even transfer over to you in some form. i feel like sephiroth believes things happen for a reason and so after his spiral, he often thinks that you were brought to him and that its a sign. he’ll use your ability and somehow connect it to his role in the lifestream and that it symbolizes versatility and you were brought to him with the purpose of your assistance to his goals n whatever blah blah blah post nibelheim SEPHIROTH is mean in his own way and i am sorry but i am not an apologist for this man’s actions !! i fully believe that he would manipulate you into becoming his little puppet to help accomplish his own ambitions.

✧˖° post nibelheim SEPH does care for you, and he’ll always tell you that— but i cant always say that he says it in good faith.

✧˖° but!! on a more positive note, i think ( pre nibelheim ) SEPHIROTH would be heavily amused with having someone who can alter their shape by his side. as anon mentioned in their request, i can totally see SEPHIROTH with a turkish angora or some sort of cat beside him!! i can just see you trotting over to him all of a sudden, hopping up on the back of his chair as you let your fur whoosh with every sauntered move you take. he furrows his brows, thinly arched and silver, before he realizes whose wet snout is pressed against the nape of his neck as he reaches a gloved hand up to run against your pristine ivory coat; earning a soft purr from you. UGHHHH i need this man so bad SEPHIROTH bae you know where home is

✧˖° if the process of shapeshifting is somewhat painful or it’s more abrasive on the way when you shift back, SEPHIROTH will always try his best to comfort you when it gets too difficult. he might be a little awkward, but the best thing he can offer is a reassuring hand on your lower back as he whispers in your ear that everything will be okay in the end. he’ll even try to make you laugh with his dry ass humor, it might not help because he’s so calm in this situation and you’re probably freaking out but he’s trying his best (╥_╥)

✧˖° something that i really like touching upon when i think about shapeshifters or people with the ability to alter their appearance is body and face dysmorphia!! i think it would be inevitable if you switched yourself up enough and would eventually develop some sort of insecurity within yourself and the way you look— perhaps thinking you looked some way when you didn’t or if everything just starts melding in your brain. i’m not sure if SEPHIROTH would know what to do in this situation but i’m sure he’d understand how you could feel this way, especially if you were treated as a weapon ( we’ll touch up on that next !!).

✧˖° i wrote a fic about SEPH feeling uncomfortable with himself due to the fact that it’s like— written in a setting where his wings are just sprouting, and i feel like that would happen at one point. if you wanna include that fic in this little timeline, then i feel like it’d give him all the more reason to come to your aid when you need it. i mean, if you helped him— isn’t it only fair that he does the same? he won’t tolerate any nitpicking at yourself or self deprecating comments, he won’t tolerate self loathing or anything of the sort; he is the there for you and whether you seek comfort in him is up to you, he reminds you.

✧˖° if you wanna include the ex-weapon part in this, i think SEPHIROTH’s heart would break— especially if it’s post nibelheim. pre cc SEPH is utterly baffled that you were treated that way, and is always cautious when addressing the topic or when talking about your feelings revolving around it.

✧˖° i think any decent human being would feel sympathetic when it’d come to a situation like that, but post nibelheim hits wayyy harder for him. after it comes to light that he was an experiment and only created to be the poster boy for shinra / the perfect SOLDIER, he feels for you even more. except, instead of like his previous self where he’d encourage you to work through it and let these feelings of sadness and emptiness pass along with letting go of your trauma, post nibelheim would have you use it and it only gives him more knowledge in order to manipulate you. he’d make it a case of using your resentment and all of these years of hardships to fuel your anger; to further develop these feelings of hatred towards humanity. it just gives him more to manipulate you with. but, you won’t have to worry about a thing when you’re with him, just help him take over and rightfully restore what’s his— what’s yours.

✧˖° now let’s end on a happier note, shall we? ^.^

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with his mako eyes flickering over your sheen coat glimmering in the sun, SEPHIROTH watched as you cantered along the grass, soft flecks of dirt trapped under the light brown strands of your fur.

he softly chuckled to himself as he watched your small tongue loll out of your mouth as you panted, observing the heat of the sun getting to you ( or more so, your current body in the form of a dog ) as he sat in the shade, safe from its wrath. his eyes, slender and catlike, stayed fixated as he watched you roll around— your tiny body disappearing momentarily beneath the tall, tapered leaves sprouting from the ground.

sephiroth tilted his head up slightly, narrowing his eyes as he scanned along the knoll before he saw your head pop up from the green weeds, this time, coated with your real human hair and regular face. his lips quirked into a half smile while he watched you grin at him lazily, the sun draining you especially as you change your form. he reveled in the way your pink lips split open with your smile. he reveled in the way your eyes lit up when you saw him, even when you held those big, wet puppy eyes.

your hands slid from underneath you, shoulder with the part as you pushed yourself up from the dirt; ignoring the way it got stuck under your fingernails, reminding yourself that you’d have to clean them out later. putting your knee down, you pushed yourself forward and hustled towards him. letting out an airy laugh, you plopped yourself down on the raised hill where sephiroth sat. the tree above you provided shade that you instantly felt relief once you were under, the coolness of the obstruction healing your soon to be burnt skin.

“‘s hot out here, i swear. can nev’r get a break.” you muttered, placing both of your hands on your face as you leaned back into the foreign dirt behind you, uncaring of small bugs simply trying to traverse around you. sephiroth laughed, “i can see that.”

he turned his head to the side, scanning over your heated figure before he cocked his head in bemusement. letting out a small huff, you peeked one eye open out from underneath your elbow— even in the blistering rays of the sun, you could never get tired of sephiroth’s laugh; whether a wry chuckle or a cachinnation that was never intended to make it past his lips. you let out a small huff yourself, “what’s so funny?”

“one body part remains unchanged, dearest.” he lifted a leather clad hand up to his face, motioning towards his ear while his gaze softened; watching how your hands came up to flutter around the right side of your face only to find no ear. your brows crinkled as they met in the middle before you felt on the top of your head, the pads of your thumb and index finger fiddling with the folded ear protruding through your hair. lips forming into an ‘o’, you made an audible noise of surprise before you shut your eyes and let your head loll back again.

you applied pressure on the morphed body part, sephiroth watching in awe as you concentrated on fixing your error. your lips twitched upwards in a small smile before removing your hands and putting them at your sides, looking back at your beloved while he remained collected as ever.

a wider smile tugged at his lips— a rare sight indeed. he shook his head before mumbling a small, “silly girl.”

𐙚 taglist ; @snoopicle @ch3rryfiles

𐙚 requests are open — june nineteenth, 2024

[jealousmartini]

HAPPY MARCH🥳

`☆ ⋆ ｡ It's the beginning of a new month! ｡ ꕤ~ .

Quick confession. I didn't start the year the way I promised myself I would as a master manifester, a shifter and an art studentin college😭 plus today's the last day of my 2nd project and I will just say.. I didn't prioritise my time as well as I should have. So I'm not gonna let myself cry over wasted time along side incomplete work and lock in🤞🏽

But anyway I want to share my plan for this month. I am going to keep on top of:

☆ Journaling, Scripting and Vaulting

In my introduction, I said I would introduce myself as I would in my better current reality and really embody my drself. I'll be honest, the closest I have been to embodying my drself was daydreaming being my drself🧍🏿‍♀️ So I want to change that once and for all. I am sick of wishing I was her instead of realising I literally am her ffs.

So, I think vaulting as I am my drself and tracking my manifestation journey is an awesome way for successful embodiment. Because essentially when I am vaulting about my (dr)self, I am just affirming to myself about who I am by saying "I am this" or "I love having that" or maybe "my blah blah blah is so cute" and "I am so grateful that xyz".

☆ Practicing entering the void

Okay so I already understand that the void is nothing special (to me at least). The only reason why people think its special is because of the fact that you instantly recieve your desires once youve affirmed them when in the void (please for the love of god dont think you cant manifest instantly outside of the void. It is just a tool). It is literally just a deep meditative state. You are literally just meditating. It's the stillness state. The state of just being. Your I am-ness. So now that I have taken the void off the pedestal, I feel like I can enter the void anytime I try now and I will this march.

☆ Persistance/Loyalty to the new story

Something I've struggled with is persistance to my manifestations simply because of what I see in the 3D. Even when i've persistantly affirmed to myself for something not to happen or to get something, sometimes the opposit happens and I'll get what i didnt want.. but im content with it because it actually turned out alright, and I'll just settle for that. But whats really interesting is that Ive learned to always stay neutral to it anyway. I understand that nothing in the 3D has any meaning whatsoever. The the 3D is neutral and circumstances literally don't matter. Only I have power of the 3D and nothing in the 3D can have power unless I let it. And this applies to who i choose to identify as. Do i identify as someone who doesnt quite have everything she wants or do i identify as someone with everything i could ever want. So usually if I see something i don't like I'll just shake it off. Which brings me to

☆ Revision

Ive been in the loa community for 5 years and I learnt about revision 2 years ago through a revise your past subliminal. I didn't even know you could actually rewrite your past so this kind of opened me to really understanding the law of assumption applies to everything.

Since then I've been using revision subliminals here and there to revise certain scenarios and whatever, but I haven't really been using revision to its true potential. As I have learnt I can change the past, I will be vaulting/scripting my desired past through different eras of my life that I've already lived. So stuff like what highschool I went to and how I did in it, erasing unfavourable moments and replacing them with something better suited to me to align myself with my actual (dr)self

☆ Using general blanket affirmations and making specific affirmations that resonate with me to rewire my mindset and self concept

I already do this but 1. I don't do it as much as I'd like to and 2. I am altering the way I think about myself and everything in general. So I guess the way I used to affirm kind of felt robotic, forced and fake. So I figured I will use the generalised blanket affirmations I actually like to use and not the ones I'm told to use that I don't connect with, as well as make my own affirmations personalised to what I identify as and embody. This brings me to my next topic.

☆ Subliminals

Okay so I saw this post from another loa blogger talking about subliminals and they said that changing the reason why you use subliminals can really improve your manifestation journey. So instead of using subliminals to get something, use them to remind yourself you already have it. Use them to help you persist in in the fact that you are the version of yourself who HAS 1 million pounds or that you HAVE your dream life. Use them to REMIND yourself, you are already the version of you who has it. This goes for ANY and ALL subliminals by the way. Use your desired subliminals to repeat back what you identify as guys!

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MARCH IS MINE YOU GUYS DONT EVEN UNDERSTAND

Anyways Ciao!!😘

Im so shy to tag but wtv!: @urimaginarygirlfriend @realistically-shifting @4ellieluv @faeriemarie

[zephyrerror]

introduction ☆

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going to redo this later so its more organisized

i'll just get to them slowly but i'm bound to write them all if im comfortable with it. i love writing and i'll really write anything lol..! if you're having trouble on what to say you can fill out a little template at the end ! <3

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hi! i go by error (@ errordefind) on many different websites. i originally wrote for many different fandoms but i took a huge break to work on personal projects. now however i'm back, hyperfixated on lifesteal SMP lol!! i tend to lean towards x readers so i write them!

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only the LifeSteal SMP. lol

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mostly anything as long as it's not nsfw or borderline nsfw lol

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incest.. pedophilia.. dude just use common sense

political stuff

i'm basically ok with everything but those

fuckin chapter books if i have a dedicated one ill post it on wattpad

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[cicaklah]

star trek picard episodes 1-3 thots

THE THOTS ARE BACK

So this post directly follows on from the angry freakout I had earlier this week where I live incepted myself into watching picard season 3 ride or die, because sometimes you've just got to go down to the highway and watch the car crash in person.

also, I reminded myself that I dont care about other people's star trek opinions, only my own. therefore, I needed to have star trek opinions.

here are my thots, here be spoilers

first off: gates mcfadden's face lift is fucking spectacular, the woman looks amazing. Her eye sockets are so sculpted, her cheeks are so taut, her jawline is so sharp, and yet she still looks her age. this is what growing old in the socialist utopia promises: you too can look like a woman who has not actually had to work since the early 90s. also credit to everyone looking great in their 60s, 70s and 80s.

second: jack crusher (the second??!?! how does that work anyway), is so fucking hot.

third: I went into this knowing broadly what happened in episode 1 and 2, and that episode 3 the twist is changelings, because I saw a spoiler yesterday on una mccormack's tumblr. changelings is interesting, because to do a ds9 plot in tng is bold, especially when you can't bring odo back since ya man rene audeboujournois died a few years ago. worf doesnt even mention him by name: ffs worf raffi was alive during the dominion war, she'll know who fucking odo is. he's odo.

fourth: the moment I was like, I am here for the long run was Worf's whole introduction and his everything. I think its always hard to give credit to michael dorn for being so great because he has to act stoic through SO much makeup and he just is worf, but honestly, it felt like if they'd just put the black hair on him he would have looked exactly the same as he did thirty years ago. Like they had to make his hair white just to make time have passed. The man is so well preserved, maybe he also has a very good surgeon, but I am down to believe that he just Is Like That. Damn.

five: worf is the best thing that happened to raffi, I love them together, they are the best team.

six: all of this is going to fall apart when brent spiner comes to Lore it all up, as that is obviously what was stolen from the daystrom institute alongside the portal gun.

seven: so episode 3 won me over because I had kind of forgotten how good an actor patstew is when he really gives it?? because fuck me the scene between beverly and picard where they talk about how the whole baby thing happened was so good, so subtle, so emotive. It also crucially made sense: they had tried to be together. they had failed to be together. crusher was tired of his shit, he's always been a terrible partner and it just didn't work, but then she was pregnant and ready to leave anyway, ready to move on, so just went, fine, breakup over, beverly out. Also, reminded picard that the universe keeps trying to kill him, that he'd basically killed her husband and her son, and she had no other family....thanks for the sperm donation, I'm gonna go retire and have a redo. I was already 100% team bev but now I am 200% team bev, also fuck off picard with your 'oh yeah actually I wouldn't have been my horrible abusive father fuck you for taking me at my word, my whole /r/childfree carefree bachelor attitude, how could I have known anything about myself in my early 60s, I was but a boy, we could have had it all, rolling in the deep' etc. Father and husband fuck the fuck off you traditionalist old bastard you just told us you had broken up for the FIFTH TIME.

eight: should have reserved point seven for seven herself but: SEVEN!!!! I am fucking going to do it, I'm going to write the seven of nineifesto. She is so fucking deep waters, shes been so betrayed by authority figures none of who actually give a shit about whats best for her, just for what is best for the story, she is not meant to be in starfleet ffs, she got the worst possibly mentors in janeway and picard. also seven and raffi just need to hang out with worf and tell the rest of them to fuck off.

nine: captain shaw was right and he should say it. He was having a nice time, just running his ship, doing his duty, when he gets fucking hijacked by two guys who literally are mavericks and crash ships all the time, who are manipulating seven, who MUTINIES, and they literally destroy his ship and ruin his life in the space of about 12 hours and he saw through their bullshit within 30 seconds of the 'surprise inspection' gig. justice for captain liam shaw, only sane man on the titan.

ten: look, the show is never going to stick the landing, but like all star trek, it is a journey. there are changelings, there is worf, there is raffi, there is my forthcoming 200k seven of nine fix it fic, there is so much to enjoy, and also there was the absolutely awful deaging makeup, please stop doing it, it made me feel seasick.

anyway these are my thots on yaoi kthxbye

[puhpandas]

I like the Mimic (somewhat. My first introduction was Ruin and... it wasn't great, because I was just getting, and this is probably the fault of YT FNaF theorizers "it's the robot who mimics people! Why is it evil? Well, it mimics!" Which would make a horrible antagonist.)

I'm hopeful, but... I have little trust, currently, and am worried they'll fumble actually utilizing the mimic again, like they somewhat did with Ruin. (I could go on a rant about how there are totally ways to make that work which they didn't do, but... not a topic for this ask.)

I don't like TFTP at all, though. Just feel like it kinda missed what made FF so great.

yeah this is kinda what I mean when I say mimic is very divided and people either are a diehard fan of it or hate it and that's not really good for a story but it is what it is. I'm hoping this game is still going to make it feel better but it's looking less like the game will be bad or good or whatever and more that itll be true to what the mimics book story is and it just depends on if you like that or not. good for big mimic fans but not so good for people who already know the mimic but dont like it very much

I do think that ruin wasnt meant to develop the mimic at all and just introduce it in a shocking way before this game tells its story, and that's what it seems like is going on

[blublublujk]

love always wins (1)

-> chapter 1

words count: 3.5k

pairing: businesswoman y/n x businessman pjm ft. businessman kth

summary: you were given one simple task. how far are you willing to go for it?

warnings: adult content, swearing, drugs/alcohol, indirect mentions of dark themes (cheating, separation, prostitution), sexual content (consensual intoxicated unprotected sex, overstimulation, fm. riding m., creampie)

a.n: im back sooo soon i know (please dont get excited i just couldn't sleep one night and created this) i wasn't sure if i wanted this to be a oneshot but as you can see i decided to make this longer than i anticipated so for now i will update whatever fic inspires me most at the moment whether it is this one or iwd. (im really excited for this one so please enjoy ^.^) this chapter was wayyy longer but i didn't want to add too much so consider this an introduction to the new world we have created. this ff was inspired by season greetings 2021 jimin if you couldnt tell. okiii bye (keep streaming more please hehe)

—> m.list

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“Head down quickly Y/N, the guests are expecting you soon.” Your father’s voice echoes clearly even halfway down the flight of stairs. 

“I’ll be down soon father.” 

It was thirty minutes ‘till showtime. 

Standing with your head held high, you looked straight into the large mirror displaying your every feature, taking one last good look at yourself. Chanel, the only brand that could cater to your needs for the night, a long fitted black dress with a slit cut perfectly set to reveal your right thigh that followed down to your leg. The girl’s were squished together making them look a lot bigger than they actually were, but you were proud of your body figure. You accessorized the dress with a beautiful pair of diamond earrings that dangled just above your shoulder. You were extremely aware of how revealing this would look especially on an outing like tonight’s, but like hell you would ever take it off. 

You spritzed some of the finest perfume onto your neck, adjusting your dainty necklace that decorated it. After finally being pleased with the person you saw in the mirror, you slipped into a pair of black heels finalizing your look.

Showtime.

Your father expressed just how important this meeting with the infamous Park Brother’s would be, you can still recall the conversation from last week preparing you for this very moment.

“From what I know, the Parks’ have turned nothing into legacy. Their company has an insane amount of new money invested in this country. Partnering with them would not only set the company for many more years to come, but it will also benefit them later. New money comes and goes, but I have what they desire most. You know very well our company has been running longer than anyone else around these streets, we must invest in the new to keep what we have in the now. Newer wealth buys you a whole country, older wealth buys us the entire world, my dear.”

“I see your vision father. I have heard of this company before. The Park Brother’s are fairly new to the business industry, but have reached remarkable heights. Now I only ask, what do you expect of me?”

“Exactly as to why I called you here. I knew only my golden child would exceed my expectations. The only thing I expect of you now is to help me convince them to work with us. Whatever it takes. It will be tough as they will be receiving multiple offers when the time comes, but the brother’s are still so young and new. Anything that seems beneficial to them will have them running after an arrangement. As you must know, the start-up is run by the head director, Park Jun and his younger brother, Park Jimin. Anything we say or do must appeal to them both. Let’s have a nice successful night, just be yourself. My baby girl always gets what she desires.”

“I understand father, I’ll do my best.”

Before anything, you did your own personal research on these so-called Park Brother’s. 

Park Jun, age 27, began his start-up in 2015 with close friends from his hometown in Busan and it failed terribly, as expected. Not until 2019 when Park Jimin, age 25, revised his older brother’s previous work (or really built a whole new system from scratch) and relaunched the start-up. The start-up quickly took off reaching unimaginable numbers. That’s when the Park Brother’s got a taste of success for the first time. They didn’t stop there. 

The Brother’s moved quickly signing contracts left and right with only the best in the business expanding to the unreachable. They were the moment and continue to be. 

But from where you come from, nothing you haven't seen before. 

They are young, disgustingly rich, and most likely stupid. At the end of the day, men will be men. You understood very well what you were expected to do. 

Catching up with your father didn’t take long, he was already checking up on all his invited guests to make sure all was moving accordingly. Typically, your father’s idea of a nice small gathering is everything but small. Of course, his only plan tonight was to make sure he got that business deal. Whenever he set his mind on anything, he’d get the job done. Luckily, you picked up the trait. 

Your father arranged a huge dinner. It was more a party for networking and setting up connections. He’s done this plenty of times, hosting the biggest annual events to casual dinners with only the finest in the business. Your father was a smart, rich businessman. You fall nothing short of him, having your own name written all over great technological advances worldwide. 

“Kihyun, your daughter is absolutely stunning. She definitely took after you.” The guests peppered after your father, bringing a false smile to your lips, only just arriving to where your father had been. 

It used to be hard to fake smiles, fake pleased reactions but now, they came around like reflexes. Nobody truly means well in a business like this. It was always the same— boring, recycled comments. 

“She’s so beautiful.”

“She could be a model if she didn’t take after her intelligent father!”

“Soon enough she’ll be able to marry!”

“Has she been looking after any possible romantic partners?”

All so stupid— and overused.

As if you would marry any of their worthless (shitty) sons.

Your father turned towards your direction before responding, “Y/N never fails to amaze me, believe it or not, she definitely takes over her mother the most. It is too bad my wife is off on a business trip, she would love to meet with you all.” 

Your father's smile widens when mentioning your mother. Like you said, men will be men. 

Your parents had been separated for quite some time now. Five years to be exact. There was no “business trip”. Her “business trip” was somewhere far, far away from the businesses of your father. You would like to say their separation was a piece of cake, but there was nothing sweet about their end. Your father had been caught cheating multiple times, once by his own daughter. You didn’t bother to hide it from your mother, but you also didn’t tell her. She already knew. She made sure to take the most she could when she left. Leaving her most prized possession behind, you. There was never a call, never an explanation. She didn’t even bother leaving a letter. She just left. She took everything that day, your heart with it. Even then, you don’t blame her. She had her reasons, now you have yours. 

You only stayed besides your father for two things. One: money. Two: business. 

You were lucky enough to have made such an impact in his company that without you, his reputation would crash. He needs you just as much as you need him. It’s exactly why you deal with the fake. Nothing lasts long here. But money will always win. 

“Oh Kihyun, this family has been blessed with not only looks, but intelligence also. You have raised Y/N so well.” The older lady praises. 

Mentally, you roll your eyes. “Why thank you Ma’am. It is an honor to be in your presence.” 

The older lady shakes her head, taking your hand in her palm. “Please, call me Giyeon. I cannot wait to see what more you will bring to this company once your father retires from his position. I expect nothing but the best from you dear.” She squeezes your hand.

She almost sounds honest, so fucking honest, you think. 

You lightly squeeze her hand back, giving her only your best— fake smile. “And the best you shall receive. Thank you for your kind wishes. I hope you all enjoy the nice gathering my father has planned.” With burning opposition, you bow to the elder who almost bends backwards bowing in return. 

“Shall we greet the other guests dear?” Your father kindly intercepts, patiently waiting for your response. 

“Of course father, if you may excuse us. I hope to reunite with you soon. Enjoy the dinner.” And with that you part. 

For a whole hour, you spent your time greeting many guests alongside your father making nothing but small talk to pass time. Within that time there was still no sight of the Park siblings. What a fucking shame, apart from all their “best qualities”, they were also late arrivals. 

Tsk.

While you and your father had been immersed in a conversation with a local businessman, a voice interrupted his speech. “Mr. Kihyun, pleasure to finally meet you.”

Your father quickly took the man’s hand, quite eager that his targeted guests had finally arrived. “Mr. Park, lovely to meet you. We’ve been expecting you! This is my daughter, Y/N.” 

You bowed your head slightly, shaking his hand firmly, scanning for his younger brother that was nowhere to be found. 

“Please, just call me Jun. You do not have to be formal with me, Sir. We have heard nothing but the best from your company. Pleasure to meet you both.” The older brother chooses his words carefully. 

You smile lightly as he returns the gesture. He was very attractive, one of the many things you heard about the Park Brother’s. Seeing it now for yourself in person definitely made sense. The man sure was beautiful. 

“Excuse my brother’s absence, we ran a bit late—”, a man clearing his throat cut his sentence behind him. Before the stranger even came into view he spoke so smoothly, “Looking for me? Excuse my tardiness, this isn’t usual for either of us, but our meetings ran late. It is an honor Sir, Park Jimin at your service.”

Now, he was fucking perfect. Even more stunning than the other. Your eyes couldn’t help to linger. His hair was carefully slicked, a thicker piece of his hair hung on the side of his face almost too perfectly. There wasn’t any face card that man couldn’t pass. Not a single imperfection. His lips were plump, pink. And those eyes almost drove out the worst of sins from anyone who came across them. 

Park Jimin was to die for. 

Your father cut straight to introductions, not wasting any time. “Jimin, what an honor! I’m Kihyun, this is my beautiful daughter, Y/N.” 

It was like fireworks when you both finally locked eyes. It was quite obvious the way you both devoured each other with your eyes, without even raising a finger. You couldn’t help to think if it was just in your imagination or if he had licked his lips too many times while looking at your hips. You had to stay focused. 

“Y/N.” Your name falls out his mouth like honey. You hated him immediately. “Extremely pleased to finally meet you.”

Then he takes your hand ever so gently while looking straight into your eyes with his piercing gaze, placing a soft kiss upon your skin. You force yourself to keep calm instead of dropping your mouth wide open. Nobody has ever had the audacity to kiss your hand before and you would never let them. But anything for business. 

“Oh. Jimin, the pleasure is all mine.” People may have confused your tone as welcoming, but there was none of that. Your tone was sultry and you were sure Jimin picked that up. And it definitely was not just your imagination. Jimin was trouble, you could smell his intentions miles away. You wanted to wipe that smug smile off his face. 

You pulled your hand from his hold very softly and his gaze kept lingering around your presence. 

“Shall we all get going?” Your father’s voice pulled you out of your blurred thoughts. You nodded in response, turning your back cautious of the guests, instinctively following your father's footing. You could have sworn that from the corner of your eye, Jimin’s gaze dropped the moment you turned around and a part of you was content. The dress was doing its job. Men will be men, right? 

The next thing you hear is a light smack nearly causing you to giggle. The man immediately gets scolded very quietly by his older brother. Oh Park Jimin, the trouble you have gotten yourself into. 

The party continued over a nice meal. You didn’t touch any of the food brought out. Though you usually never did on nights like these. You couldn’t help but notice Jimin hadn’t touched his either. But you both did have one thing in common. Alcohol. 

You both downed champagne like it was water. You lost count of how many glasses you had trying to count his own. The man still looked light on his feet, not even alcohol could phase the man. 

Fuck, you were in big trouble. 

“Y/N?” A velvety voice interrupts your thoughts. You then only turn your view from Park Jimin to the voice. 

“Kim Taehyung.” You confirm. “How may I help you?”

He smiles, pulling you in by your waist for a short hug. “I’ve been meaning to get back to you. The sales took off after our meeting. I wanted to thank you. You saved me.” 

You smile. “I’m happy to hear that. No need to thank me, Taehyung. I’m glad you could make it. Though honestly, I didn't think you’d be here.”

“How could I ever miss your father’s lovely gatherings?“ He looks around, biting his lip before he leans in to whisper for your ears to hear only. “I could never miss them after how well you took care of me last time.”

You bite your own lip at the memory. As bad as it may have sounded, you never meant to sleep with Kim Taehyung. It happened very naturally, too naturally even. 

The handsome young man invited you out for a joint. You didn’t even smoke then, but you could never say no to the guests, plus he was like candy to the eye. The sex was just a plus. 

“You haven’t smoked before?” The man asks, flicking ash off the joint before inhaling a large amount, then releasing it straight into the dark skyline.  

“Sometimes.” You cut conversation short. Any average smoker would know you had never even touched a joint in your life by the way you handled the stick. You couldn’t hold the smoke in your mouth to save your life. Nevertheless, you felt so out of your mind. The feeling was unlike anything you had ever felt before. It’s a feeling not even science could explain until you experience what being high truly meant. 

Taehyung chuckles, tossing the last of what was left. You were full of shit, he thought as he crushed the bud with his heel.

By this time, you were trying to connect the midnight stars with your finger, but you couldn’t decide whether you were seeing a pineapple or a dog. What a strange feeling. “Is this how it’s supposed to feel?” You ask Taehyung, dumbfounded. 

The man just shrugs. “Don’t know. Do you feel good?” 

You just nod, laying your head on the railing of the balcony you two were standing on. 

“Then yes.” He simply responds. 

Then you lift your head so suddenly. “Have you ever wondered how being surrounded by clouds would feel? I bet it feels like a big hug from a polar bear. Don't they look soft? So cuddly and cute, right? But they probably are veryyyy mean. I mean, it’s not like I would know. I went to college for medicine to defy my father and still ended up doing business, somehow. It’s funny how life works.” 

Taehyung blinks several times before busting out laughing. You join him pretty quickly. In the middle of your laugh you lose balance and almost come crashing down into the cold pavement, but Taehyung breaks your fall pulling you into his arms. This is where you got to see just how handsome the man truly was. Those hazel eyes were nothing but trouble. You couldn’t help but to poke at all his little birthmarks on his face, he was almost cute. 

Taehyung just stared as you kept tapping his face. “Having fun?” He asked. 

“Lots of it actually.”

This is how you two ended up tangled in each other’s arms. In other words, it’s how you ended up riding him right outside your balcony, not bothering to step back inside. The dark skies being your destination. It wasn’t your best of choices but Taehyung was just too much fun. You always did get easily distracted. 

“Oh my God.” You moaned, feeling Taehyung’s cock brush against your walls.

Maybe it was the drugs speaking but this was the best sex of your entire life. The sex was uncoordinated— sloppy and all around lazy. It was fucking terrible and perfect at the same time. You both stopped chasing an orgasm minutes ago now, you were having sex solely for pleasure. 

Taehyung lazily kisses into your mouth bringing his tongue to crash with yours only causing you to moan into his mouth. He lets your lips go with a hard pop, looking at the mess between your legs. Taehyung buckled his hips higher into your tight pussy, feeling your walls tightening. 

“You close doll?” He pants, feeling quite overstimulated himself. Your legs shake, pouncing on his pretty cock, you were so close.

“I’ll take that as a yes.” He laughs, before driving himself deeper into you, this time much more roughly. His large hands spread you apart, forcing you to feel his throbbing member inside your sensitive pussy, smashing into your g-spot. 

“Fuck.” You hissed. 

Taehyung released his own moans, quite close himself. “Where do I come sweetheart?” Taehyung sweetly asked, hips still buckling desperately. 

“Inside.” You gasp as you feel your walls stretching. He repeatedly hit your sweet spot not missing a beat, plunging deeper in every thrust. “Inside puh-please.”

Taehyung started to lose himself so long ago but you could feel his desperation for an orgasm when he dove his dick into your pussy at a quick pace. Without further anticipation and a deep grunt, Taehyung painted your walls white and right after you came all over his sensitive member.

Between pants you couldn’t help to ask, “Does this mean you’ll sign with us?” 

All the man could do was laugh, dick still buried deep in your pussy. “I think you knew the answer was yes even before we did this.”

“Can’t forget about me Kim?” You tease. 

He coolly shrugs. “I’d say it’s the other way around, Ms. Y/L/N.” 

“Right.” You muse. 

“What’s the plan for tonight?” Taehyung asks, looking around. There were at least a hundred people there tonight. Something he was used to seeing. 

“Ah.” You hum. After all that has happened between you two (sharing a joint and mindblowing sex), you and Taehyung had gotten pretty close. He is someone you’d say you could trust. There’s not many people you could say that about. The last person you trusted left you behind as if you meant nothing. Taehyung, in short, was your friend, one you accidentally fucked. And most likely would fuck again if given the chance, but that’s for another day. “I have to get the Park Brother’s to sign.” 

“Already looking to replace me?” Taehyung crosses his arms, leaning his back against the wall. 

“Mm, never that.” You smile, looking around the room before looking back at him. 

“How do you plan on doing that anyways?”

“I have my ways, Kim.” You nonchalantly reply. 

Taehyung stays silent. “You don’t plan on fucking him into an agreement right?” Taehyung asks, following your train of sight which just so happened to be on Park Jimin, the man of the fucking hour. 

You smugly shrug. “I just might. I mean, it worked for you, didn’t it?” You pat his shoulder innocently. “Nice seeing you Kim. If you may excuse me, I have business to attend to. Enjoy the night.”

Taehyung was left in disbelief as usual, tilting his head before laughing dryly. You were always so impressive to him. There wasn’t anything you couldn’t do.

And there wasn’t anything you wouldn't do for business.

[imhereformr]

S1 E21: The crown of dreams

This bitch just full on face planted after falling down the damn crevice and she's happy about it

Tecna why would you attack? It's walking away!

Those look like castle towers? They just look like poorly done ice dildos to me...

It took you until you were standing in it to realise that the palace of Domino was your home at some point? Goddamn Bloom really isn't the brightest bulb is she

It's a total mess. Looks like nobody's been down here in a long time. No shit Bloom. It went through war and was abandoned an unclear number of years ago.

I like Daphne's little dance. I should start introducing myself to people like that. 💃🏻I💃🏻am💃🏻Alex💃🏻

Daphne really said I can't help you with your mission, but look pretty jewels

Domino's castle is fucking ugly. Probably for the best it was destroyed

Chose to go into exile to grieve. Wut. If Oritel and Marion are still alive why the fuck didn't they make themselves known after the rest of the dimension learned about Bloom?

My work here is done? Daphne you didn't do shit

Why has Stella been in her Winx form this whole time? Even as the fairy of the sun, there's no way those tiny pieces of fabric kept her warm.

How do they know the names of their attacks? Do they just make them up? Is there some book somewhere?

Poor Bloom has got to be like five times concussed by the end of this season. First there was falling down the crevice, now having Musa and Stella land on her. And that's just this episode.

This is your now regular reminder that Musa is adorable and was a significant part in shaping my taste in women.

Brandon bitching that they just keep on coming like you didn't just get there. Give em at least a few minutes before you complain.

Bloom we need to find a safe place, like the middle of this open space. 🙄 Good thing Stella isn't working security.

The breaking through the ceiling entrance is truly perfection. I'm gonna be adding that to my introductions along with the dancing.

Oh look they're converging. Dont they know they're a whole season ahead of schedule 😒

Did Brandon just call Sky Brandon????

Flora sleeping on Musa's shoulder 🥺🥺🥺

Oh great he broke up with Diaspro. Well that solves everything 🙄🙄🙄🙄

Why do they keep calling him Brandon?????

I will, until the day I day, despise that Bloom forgave him so quickly. I am not a petty or grudging person, but ffs girl have some self respect.

[simpsiren]

sticky notes: the story

mark lee x reader

introduction 

main masterlist

description. you use sticky notes to get into contact with your soulmate.

genre. soulmate au, high school au, strangers to lovers au

warnings. nonee

a/n. so some people requested for a full story of this so here it is! i really liked making this because the concept is just so cute cudndn oh and i did include the same idea as what i did in my previous post but i had to change it a little so that it would fit the plot. this is a really really long ff since its a slow burn typa thing so please try to stick with me on this one HAHA anyways enjoyy! :D

“you actually believe that?”

you lift your head up from your notes to look at soyoung. she nods her head and hum eagerly. you rub your temples from seeing her respond. “i do believe soulmates exist. but sticky notes to talk to them? what’s social media for then? and how is it even scientifically possible?” you question soyoung, bringing your eyes down as you continue to do your homework.

“that’s the beauty of soulmates, ray!” soyoung whines. you shake your head. “you’re dumb to believe it without confirming the information with other relevant sources.” you mutter out bluntly. you hear soyoung letting out a ‘tsk’. “here you go again being a history student. i swear im glad i never took it.” you scoff and slam your pen on the table gently.

“excuse me, woman! at least i dont have to memorise the whole textbook and only having 5 pages of content coming out in the exam.” you stick your tongue out playfully to tease soyoung. “i cant get over the fact that valcanos didn’t come out eventhough i memorised so much for it.”

the both of you laugh, knowing that the two of you can never stop debating on whether history or geography is the better subject.

“ray complete your homework at home. we cant stay in the classroom for long you know?” soyoung stands up to get to her seat, which is 2 rows down yours since you were sitting right at the back. you liked sitting at the back. it allowed you to always be able to use your phone in case you get bored in class. you still cant believe that your teachers think you’re a good and obedient student. you figured they only assumed that due to your high grades.

you sigh “that’s true.” you turn around to grab your back that was hanging in your chair and start packing your materials. once you were done, you grab the class key and walk over to soyoung’s seat, waiting for her to finish packing. you notice soyoung has finish packing and went to switch off the lights. you allow soyoung to step out first before you close the door behind you and lock the classroom door.

you and soyoung walked down the hallway silently, you were looking out the window to watch the sunset while soyoung had her eyes on her feet. only your footsteps could be heard as almost everyone has left the school grounds except for some teachers who were working late. the school normally closes at 7pm and you’re walking out at 6:50. to break the silence, soyoung opens her mouth to start a conversation.

“okay if you dont believe me why dont you try it yourself? like write a simple introduction to your soulmate.” you raise an eyebrow as you shove your hands into the front pockets of your mom jeans. “why dont you do it?” you fought back as you huff. soyoung bites the inside of her cheek as a moment of silence passes for her to think of an answer.

“because i believe it. and you do not. so you should try it.” you smacked soyoung’s arm, making her flinch back and shouting a loud ‘ouch’. you roll your eyes, knowing you didn’t hit her hard and she was just overreacting. “brilliant excuse,so. but if its going to make you stop talking about it, i might as well.” soyoung face lit up as she jumps happily and starts skipping ahead of you. you laugh and pull the handle at back of her bag to keep her explosion of excitement to the minimum.

“you owe me brown sugar milk tea. large.” you taunted. soyoung waves her hand lazily. “i’ll buy you one after school tomorrow. but you better update me during math.”

you wanted to say how you could just text soyoung to update her, but you remembered the fact that soyoung’s mother took away her phone since she didn’t do well for this year’s midterms. although to you, soyoung’s grades were decent. unfortunately for her, soyoung has to live up to her asian mom’s high expectations. the thought of this made you want to frown, but you showed a bright smile regardless as the two of you finally made it to the school gate, waving to each other and bidding farewell before walking down opposite paths.

once you arrived at home, you took out your phone from your back pocket. you saw a notification from your mother saying that your parents would be home late. you shrug your shoulders as you walk to your room. “as always.” you breathed out.

you did your normal routine of showering and eating leftover dinner that you needed to heat up at the couch while you completed one episode of the anime series you were so hooked on. you continue watching but with the amount of homework you have, you might finish them all by midnight if you dont slack.

you turned off the tv and washed your plate before heading into your room. as you close the door behind you, your eyes immediately went to your desk, which was pretty messed up since you had a test to study for yesterday that you completely weren’t prepared for and had to squeeze in as much information as you can. hence, the scattering of notes and textbooks.

you stroll over to your desk and sat down. you take out your homework from your back which was beside the desk. looking at the stack of homework, you groan in despair as shove it to the back of the desk till it hit the wall. “ah fuck it! im just going to ask kun for help.” you admitted your defeat depsite thinking you would be able to gain some energy from your dinner. you also thought about how you’ve done your homework in the morning plenty of time so i shouldnt be a problem unless kun doesn’t offer his help.

you jump to your bed and lay down, bringing your phone out and immediately start scrolling through instagram. as you swiped your finger up to look at the posts of the people you follow, you stop at one. a picture of a couple who met through the sticky note theory. or so they claim. your thumbs hover over the screen as your eyes look up to the ceiling, starting to remember what soyoung asked to do to get your bubble tea.

yoy tap your index finger on the side of your phone as you constantly started to think whether you should do it or not. you’ve heard the rumours. but are they even true? the more you thought about it, the more intriguing the idea got. but at the same time, you also thought of how stupid it sounded and was probably made to fool people.

after contemplating and having in a debate in your head that felt like forever, you finally place your phone down beside you and take a deep breath. “ill do it.” you groan to yourself, letting curiosity take over your other feelings.

you gather up your strength to stand up from your bed and walk over to your desk. you push all the papers and textbooks aside, grabbing a yellow sticky notepad from your stationery organiser. you had other colours too like pink and purple, but you figured that you should go with the classic.

pulling out a random pen that was laying in between the pages of one of your textbooks, you tilt your head to the side as you start thinking of what to write, unconsciously biting the end of your pen in the process.

you bite the side of your cheek and shrug, deciding to go with the plan of writing whatever that comes to your mind.

um hi? i dont even know if you’re going to see this. its funny, really. i heard a rumour that you can communicate with your soulmate through sticky notes. it’s probably just fake news and im writing to a nobody. that would honestly be embarrassing but it’ll be like love letters.. to myself(?) or my soulmate. write back? haha

you read over what you wrote an endless amount of times, thinking if you should make changes. you groan and immediately stick the sticky note onto your wall, giving up on giving second thoughts about what you call this ridiculousness.

you went about your night, forgetting you have left the sticky note on the wall. as you were on you bed scrolling through tumblr at 2 in the morning, you hear something. it sounded like a piece of paper had fallen from your desk.

unable to see in complete darkness, you turn on the flashlight from your phone and walk around your room, trying to find whatever it is that fell. it didn’t take you long to find a small yellow sticky note that you accidentally stepped on.

you pick it up, remembering that you wrote on the sticky note and thought that it was yours. however, once you were able to get a closer look, you noticed that the words on the sticky note have changed. so has the handwriting.

holy shit. i dont know what is this. but apparently a sticky note appeared on my wall saying i have a soulmate. my friends told me i should write back because of some rumour. so here i am trying. hi im mark. i dont know your name, but hope you’ll tell me once you recieve this. you’re in luck because apparently the rumour is true. im just as crepped out as you are.

you froze in your spot. your fingers shaking as you read the note again. you scratch your head. being too tired and unable to think straight at 2 in the morning, you place the sticky note on your desk and went back to bed to play with your phone. you soon forget about the fact that your soulmate has replied to your message that you have written on your sticky note.

as you got ready for the next period which was math, soyoung immediately runs over to you, dragging the chair from the desk beside you and taking a seat. you flinch a little when you suddenly see her close to you. 

“so did you try it?!” soyoung asks, her voice filled with enthusiasm . you brushed a few pieces of hair behind your ear, nodding your head as you take out your textbook from under the desk. “did you get a reply then?” 

your mind started to take you back to the mysterious encounter that you had last night. “mhm.” you reply simply. “though the only thing i remember because it seems to be the only relevant information is that the person’s name is mark.” soyoung gasped loudly, making you crease your forehead as you watch her overreacting again. 

“your soulmate’s name is mark then.” soyoung concludes, folding her arms confidently as if she made a great discovery. you laugh, rolling your eyes sarcastically. “isnt it obvious?” soyoung frowns fakely. 

your mouth gapes open as you hit soyoung’s arm lightly. “buy me my milk tea!” you demanded with a wide smile. soyoung places her notebook on your table and nods constantly. “i will you addict.” she groans. you happily say thank you as your teacher comes into the classroom and class began. 

“what are you going to do about it now though?” as you recieved the question from soyoung, you kept silent for a moment, giving time to think of an answer.

 “ill write something back? i dont know.. ill have to read the letter again when i get back home.” you whispe to soyoung. she nods in reply as the two of you payed your attention to the front again. it surprised you that soyoung was paying attention but you only assumed that she wanted to do better in class and shrug your shouders, writing down the notes youve missed while talking to soyoung.

as for you, your concentration in class dipped slightly because now, the thing that is occupying your head the most is the thought that the sticky notes theory might actually be real and you cant say its not possible anymore, making you even more shocked than you did last night.

lucky for you, today is the only day of the week where your class ends the earliest, along with two other lower ranked classes. you and soyoung quickly pack up to go to the mall to get your reward. after soyoung buys you your drink, you and soyoung went your separate ways.

after about 30 minutes of taking the bus and walking, you finally arrived at home. you place your drink on the living room table and proceed to place your bag in the room and head for the showers.

once you were done showering, you walk out of the bathroom to head to your room while drying your hair with a small towel. opening the door, you enter and went straight to your clothing rack. just when you were about to grab a shirt from the hanger, you heard the same noise last night. another piece of paper has fallen on the floor.

you turn your head and look down. this time, you found another sticky note right in front of your feet. the colour of the sticky note changed from yellow to a light blue. you tilt your head as you pick up the stick note from the floor, finding it odd as you wonder how the colour of the sticky note changed.

you take a deep breath before reading it, noticing that the handwriting was similar to the one you read last night. a little messier, but still readable.

hi again.. im not sure if you’ll recieve this since its the afternoon and i know people are busy with work or school. i skipped school today so haha. um i just wanted to write to you, despite me not knowing a single thing about you. its odd really. its like i feel the need to write something to an unknown identity that people assume to be my soulmate. i still dont know your name, so i hope youll reply soon. take your time and take care :)

- mark

“skip school? what is he, a bad boy?” you scoff to yourself. you try to take in whatever’s on the note, but another thought comes to mind. you walk over to your desk and saw that the yellow sticky note with mark’s reply was still there. you find everything about this weird and just odd in general. a lot of questions sprouted, but you didn’t want to think of it since you were afraid you would complicate your thoughts and just throw yourself into a stress hole.

you continue to dry your hair with one hand while the other held onto the light blue sticky note. you bit your lip and gulp. after letting out a long sigh, you place the sticky note next to the other one and changed into your clothes, as well as bringing your drink from the living room table to your room, placing it on the desk as you sat down.

you take out your pencilcase from your bag and brought out your fresh new black pen that you just bought at the school’s stationery store. the previous pen you had was full of ink till soyoung was dumb enough to drop it, spoiling the pen and was unable to be used again.

peeling off another yellow stick note from the stack at the edge of your desk, you were about to put your pen on paper when you realise you dont even know what to write. what do you say to this person you barely know about? you continuously tap the edge of the pen against your desk as you take a sip of your drink. you look over to the two sticky notes with the messages that the person has left. its funny how you have to think so hard just to write a short message.

hey again. i actually ended school early today. my name’s raven. but my friends call me ray. i honestly don’t know what to say to you. im still dumbfounded over the fact that you’re my soulmate and we’re here communicating over sticky notes. the world really does work in a strange way. if you dont mind, i guess i want to know how old you are and you’re education status?

you held out the sticky note in front of you and sigh in satisfaction. why? it’s because of your neat handwriting. it was always a trait of yours that you deeply appreciate. you place the sticky note on the wall and advert your attention to the other sticky notes, placing them on the wall beside the new one you have just written.

“will this drive me insane? i might end up with a whole wall of this.” you say to yourself, rubbing your face with your palm before going to your bed and laying down, wanting to have your evening nap.

“this is awesome!”

“no its scary.”

mark and his group of friends stared at the sticky note that has a message written with beautiful handwriting. mark flinched when he felt an arm on his shoulder, turning around to notice it was chenle’s. “when did you write your previous sticky note?” renjun suddenly asked. mark tilts his head as he tried to find an answer.

“less than an hour before you guys came i guess?” mark shrugs, standing up from his desk and taking a seat at the edge of the bed beside jaemin and haechan. “this raven girl is your soulmate then.” chenle walks towards mark and stands in front of him. mark nods slowly. the room grew silent again with everyone having the similar thoughts.

“you know what would be funny?” haechan smacks mark’s thigh, the sound making everyone turn their attention to mark and haechan. “what?” mark asked with a sigh, running a hand through his hair.

“why dont we prank her and say you’re a sugar daddy and live in a mansion?!” everyone gave yuta weird looks, making haechan laugh hysterically. “are you crazy? do you think i want to chase my soulmate away?” mark scolded haechan, smacking him hard on the chest, resulting in haechan’s back falling onto the bed.

“you’re always asking for a beating i swear.” renjun comments, walking towards haechan and balling his hand into a fist and acting as if he was about to attack. jaemin laughs to try and calm them down. “kids let’s not fight.” jaemin announced, looking over to jeno only to find him standing there watching quietly.

“go ahead, mark. you should write something. we cant keep her waiting.” jeno finally spoke up, grabbing the sticky notepad and a random pen from mark’s table and passing it over to him.

mark stared at the blank paper while the others were talking about what to have for dinner. it didn’t take him long to decide what to write. when mark starts writing and began to be in full concentration, everyone crowds around him to see what he’s writing.

sup raven! i wont call you ray since we aren’t friends yet. im still shocked. like the possibility of things like this being possible is just another possibility that can possibly happen. but anyways, to answer you question, im a high schooler from dream high. im in my third year. its kind of awkward for me while im writing this since my friends are reading every word im taking down. i guess i should ask you the same question back then. hope to hear from you soon.

“will you guys stop being nosy?” mark groans, standing up and pasting the sticky note on his wall, along with the other sticky notes he received from you. “you didn’t have to say that we’re here.” haechan retorts. mark rolls his eyes. “jesus..” mark mutters under his breathe. “anyways, yall are paying for dinner since you guys bribed me to write back.” mark sticks his tongue out playfully and runs out to the living room. everyone follows suit.. except for jeno.

jeno slowly walks towards the wall and leans forward to get a closer look of the sticky notes, specifically the two others beside the new one that mark just wrote. “raven? why does that sound so familiar? the handwriting...” jeno brings his finger up and lightly hovers them over the uniquely written words. it looked like calligraphy, and retro looking. jeno felt as though he had seen it before somewhere, or knew someone who wrote like that.

jeno snapped out of his deep thoughts when jaemin called out to him, making him walk towards the door and glancing at the sticky notes once more before joining the others in the living room.

you were currently video calling your friends when you heard the crackling of a piece of paper. of course you knew what that meant. you peered down the the floor from your bed and reached your hand out to pick up the sticky note. “ray?” doyoung called out to you when he noticed your face wasnt on screen. you lay back down on the floor and brought your phone up to show your face.

“what was that sound earlier?” lucas asked, currently sounding hyper. “the mysterious mark sent me another sticky note.” you reply sarcastically, waving the sticky note to the camera to let everyone look at it. everyone nodded their heads at the some time, some letting out a long ‘ah’ as well. “read it out loud!” yuta shouted.

“the fuck no!” you shouted back. you stared at the sticky note, but didn’t bother to read it. you thought of doing that once you’re done video calling them.

“how was today for you guys?” you asked, wanting to know how they’re doing.

“its tiring! we had dance practice, then we have to do recordings for our new albums. we barely get any sleep.” ten whines, his tone filled with stress. you laugh loudly. it made everyone frown and pout. you sigh. “pursuing your NCT world domination is never easy.” you commented, highlighting the word ‘world domination’ with a change of tone.

everyone lets out a long sigh and started to complain one by one, making the whole video call chaotic for almost 10 minutes. you could only smile and shake your head.

after about an hour or so of talking about basically everything and catching up with each other, everyone decided that they should end the call here since it was beginning to get dark and they needed to start practice soon. you bid your goodbye to them once more and ended the call.

you now adverted your attention to the sticky note. reading the letter, you raise both eyebrows. “dream high? that’s not far from here..” you mumbled to yourself. you started to think about everything you know about dream high. you know it’s was about an hour’s journey from where you live. it wasnt really well known either. the overall vibe of the school was mediocre.

however, you felt like you were missing something. something about that school is somehow related to you. you just couldn’t think of an answer despite squeezing all thoughts that you have in your brain. you groan and stood up from your bed and to your desk, proceeding to wanting to write a reply to mark.

hey. sorry if you get this quite late. i was busy video calling my friends. to answer your question, im a third year as well from jookin high. i would ask for your number so we dont have to do this all the time but my friend would scold me saying “but you’re removing the fun out of it.” but anyways, mark aka my soulmate, tell me about yourself, to start off.

you stick the note onto the wall, looking at the row of messages you’ve had recieved so far. you found it weird how the first time you’ve sent the note and got a reply back, it was on the same sticky note, just different handwriting. but you had to write on a new sticky note to send a new message only to get the same sticky note with a different message in return.

you only see his answers lined up on your wall. you started to wonder how this mark guy looked like. is he good looking? what are his hobbies? his attitude towards school? you really wished you could just text him through instagram and not have to go through all this trouble. but that option would earn you a large smack on the back by soyoung and your really didn’t want that.

“do we really need to be here now? like now?!”soyoung whined, while pushing the cart and following behind you while you tossed some packets of frozen bacon. you stopped walking and turn around, nodding your head intensely. soyoung groans and took out her phone, proceeding to use it while still pushing the cart.

you walk around the supermarket, trying to find the ingredients listed on your notes in your phone. it was the weekends and you’re parents were going to be away for a business trip for a week so you thought of inviting soyoung over and making home cooked meals as a bonding session for you two.

after about 30 minutes of gathering the ingredients and having soyoung constantly screaming and fangirling over tiktok edits of jaehyun from NCT. one note: she has yet to know that you know them and that they’re your friends. you figured that it would be best to not let anyone know so as to avoid any situation that would put your friends in a tight spot, since well they’re idols, you were looking for one last item that you had trouble finding.

“soyoung help me! stop watching tiktoks!” you groan, snatching soyoung’s phone away and shoving it in her back pocket. soyoung rolls her eyes lazily and the two of you proceeded to scan the different isles and shelves, looking over every item.

while you were too concentrated looking at the bottom shelves, you felt that you have bumped into someone. you squat down, letting out a soft ‘ouch’ before standing up and looking to see who you bumped into.

“wait. jaemin?” you furrow your eyebrows as you tilt your head, pointing your finger at the guy in front of you. “raven!” you noticed that it was jaemin after all, and both your faces lit up and the same time, grinning widely at each other.

“uhhh..” soyoung says out loud, you and jaemin turn your heads to face soyoung who was behind you. “oh! this is jaemin. we used to be neighbourhood friends before he moved out 4 years ago.” you introduced jaemin to soyoung. jaemin nodded and gave her a bright smile. soyoung only shrugged her shoulders and took out her phone. you turn your attention back to jaemin.

“why are you even here? dont you live quite far?” you ask, your fingers interlocked behind your back. jaemin nods, running a hand through his hair.

“well yes. but we came here to find something that only this supermarket sells.” jaemin replied back, his warm smile never leaving his lips. you smile, reached your hand out to ruffle his hair, laughing softly afterwards. “we? who’re you with?” you stared at jaemin with eyes of suspicion. jaemin started pinching your cheeks, making you whine and begging him to let go.

“with my friend, ray chill. im still single.” jaemin pulled away and folded his arms, pouting. “im sure you’ll find one soon.” you reached out to ruffle his hair and give off a wide smile.

while you and jaemin were catching up and being in your own world, soyoung got too bored of watching the two of you and decided to walk around the supermarket, leaving the cart behind you.

just as she was looking at the drinks isle to get her favourite sweet drink, she sees someone picking up a bunch of bottles one by one and placing them back on the shelve. out of kindness, she decided to help, picking up a bottle and placing it on fhe shelve before looking up to face the guy, who had a straight face while looking at her.

“i was just trying to help. im soyoung.” soyoung smiled, reaching her hand out and waiting for thr guy to greet back. he looked at her but doesn’t respond, proceeding to pick up the last bottle that was seen on the floor. “im jeno.” jeno stands up and nods his head to greet soyoung. soyoung nods back, walking down the isle to grab her drink from the shelve. “have a nice day.” soyoung says before leaving the isle and disappearing out of jeno’s sight. he only shrugged in response and went to do his own thing.

“you met who?!” haechan asks as he takes a sip of his ice cold water. everyone had their heads turned to jaemin, who raised an eyebrow at everyone’s weird expression. “i met my old friend raven. what’s so shocking?” jaemin asks back casually, picking up a few pieces of fries and dipping it into the sauce before shoving it in his mouth.

“dude that’s the name of mark’s soulmate!” haechan screams, making everyone flinch due to the loud noise. “i highly doubt it. there’s plenty of girls in the world with the name raven.” jaemin protests with his mouth full and chugging down gulps of coca cola.

“i mean that’s true. jeno you were with jaemin, right? dont you suspect anything?” renjun starts to question jeno, who was silently playing with his phone. looking up at the others, he gulps.

“i didn’t know he met his friend. i was picking out drinks. i just met a girl named soyoung.” jeno shrugs, taking a bite of his burger. mark scratches the back of his head, now starting to think of the fact that jaemin might have met his soulmate. though he also thought about how that could not be totally possible.

“nah i dont think its her. like really ‘raven’ could be anyone.” mark says, siding with jaemin. haechan tilts his head in awe. “jaemin do you know what school she’s going to?” jaemin only shakes his head.

“i lost all contact with her when i left her neighbourhood. plus we were young. i barely knew her honestly.” the living room falls silent, everyone trying to think of a conclusion to this.

chenle groans, standing up from his seat and slamming his hands on the table, gathering everyone’s attention as their heads shot up. “instead of pondering as if yall are solving some crime, why dont mark just ask her through the sticky note god dammit?” chenle pinches the bridge of his nose.

everyone’s mouths gape open as the room was suddenly filled with ‘ah’s all over. chenle shakes his head. everyone was now looking intensively at mark. mark furrows his eyebrows. “okay guys hold up ill grab the stick note.” mark stands up and takes one bite of his burger before going into his room for awhile and coming out with a sticky note and a pen.

jaemin noticed jeno being silent the whole way. and althought thats normal since its jeno’s nature and personality to not be so outspoken like the others, jaemin could sense that jeno was off and seem to be in deep thoughts.

and jaemin was right. jeno couldnt stop thinking about jaemin’s encounter with ‘raven’. the name sounded so familiar. he tried to recall every girl he has came into contact with during his life. why did he feel like the name was tied to the handwriting he saw on the sticky notes?

“jeno.” jaemin nudged him in the shoulder. jeno mumbled a soft ‘oh’ before turning his attention to mark just like the others. “she didn’t send me a reply after my last one though.” mark says, looking up.

“its fine. she probably didn’t see it. just write already.” chenle says in anticipation. mark shakes his head. “calm the heck down its not like we can get an answer immediately.” mark rolls his eyes and began to write.

hey raven. um i know this may sound weird. but have you gone to a supermarket and met a guy names jaemin? im not a stalker i swear. its just that he’s my friend and apparently you know him. though i dont think that such a coincidence and come by just like that. hope you hear from you soon.

jeno stared at the sticky note that mark proceeded to place at a random wall of the living room while everyone continued to eat and chat. his thoughts finally linked and a imaginary lightbulb appeared on above his head when he finally realises why he was so drawn to mark’s soulmate.

you were focused on wanting to solve a math question when the sticky note above your desk’s wall had fallen in front of you, revealing a new message. you place your pen down and let out a sigh, remembering that you hsve forgotten to write a reply and that mark probably sent you another one.

you tied your hair in a messy low bun before picking up the sticky note to get a closer view. you blink your eyes rapidly as your eyes furrow in awe. what the note said really shocked you and made you freeze in your spot. jaemin is friends with your soulmate? there’s no way.

you sat there for awhile as you constantly read over the words, still in shock with your moutb hanging open. you just couldn’t believe it. was it really what it seemed to be? another thought came to your mind as well. the thought of just who is this friend of jaemin’s? could it be mark? was your soulmate literally in the same place as you yet you never knew?

you grab a fresh new piece of sticky note and proceeded to write a reply after staring at it for so long and thought that it was finally time that you do something.

okay what you wrote really was weird. jaemin’s my old neighbourhood friend. its such a coincidence how you know him. i guess the connections are there. so haha yeah. damn. im very mind blown right now.

you take a look at your handwriting again, smiling to yourself. “i really do love my handwriting.” you mumble under your breath. you stuck the sticky note on the wall and resumed doing your homework, hoping that mark would reply soon.

while the boys were immersed in the horror movie they were watching on friday night, everyone turned their heads to each other when they heard the noise of a piece of paper falling onto the floor. in unison, everyone turned their head to where the noise came from and seeing the sticky note that fell.

jisung grabs the controller and pauses the movie. “we’re watching a scary movie and creepy stuff like that happens?!” jisung asks, stuttering out of complete fear.

mark decided to be the brave one after seeing everyone’s terrified face and stands up to pick up the sticky note, going back to take his seat on the couch soon after. “d-does that always happen?” mark shrugs. “well duh. that’s how i know she sent a reply. it wouldn’t be this scary if we weren’t watching a horror movie.”

everyone’s heads once again gather around mark as he read the note out loud. everyone gapes their mouth open, some covered their mouths while jeno could only stare at it in disbelief. “i guess we’ve confirmed its her.” mark breathes out, placing the sticky note on the table.

jeno reaches out to grab the sticky note to have a look. the unique handwriting that he suspected would belong to you really was yours. out of anger, he tears the sticky notes into two. everyone had their eyes widened at jeno’s sudden shocking action. mark snatches the now torn note back, looking down at them before facing jeno.

“what the heck was that for?!”

“dont talk to her anymore. she’s trouble.”

everyone lets out a sigh in unison except for mark, looking at everyone’s weird reaction. “what do you mean trouble? and why does it look like you all know something except me?” mark furrows his eyes as everyone exchanged glances continuously for a moment.

“she’s just not someone you should be with. that’s all.” jeno stands up and walks to his room, slamming the door shut and produring a piercing noise. the room was silent for awhile until mark speaks up.

“what am i missing here you guys?”

no one replies.

“we’ve been friends for a year and you guys are all keeping secrets for me?” mark scoffs in disbelief, pinching the bridge of his nose.

“we arent in the position to tell you. its jeno.” jaemin murmurs under his breath, looking down on the ground just like the others.

marks keeps silent and stands up from the couch, the palm the torn note was in is balled into a fist as he goes into his room as well.

haechan sighs. “jeno has to tell the truth. he’s been holding onto that grudge almost forever now.”

everyone nods their heads in agreement. “if not, he’s going to live in despair now that he knows she’s his best friend’s soulmate..” jisung adds on. 

everyone could only silently hope that things could go well. 

after that day you’ve sent a reply, you havent heard from mark since. you dont know why. due to your lack of information on him, it felt as if he disappeared into thin air. although only a week has past by, you felt concerned and somewhat worried for him. did something happen to him? what made him cut off his connection with you? its not like you did anything wrong. 

out of pure desperation, you decided to skip school today. youve never skipped school before, and you felt so rebellious and bad. why did you do this? so you could go to dream high and meet mark in person. youve had enough of the sticky notes. you just wanted to see how he was like in real life, not having to think about it through notes. 

with a little help from jaemin by texting him on instagram, you knew that mark’s class should be ending by 4pm, and you were there at 3:50 in the canteen where jaemin told you to wait. funny how the security guard lets a student from another school come in with a pass or anything.

you slowly start seeing groups of students going down the flight of stairs that lead to the canteen which had a path leading to the front gates. some eyes glanced at you as they notice someone who doesnt belong at their school, you couldnt care less though. your thoughts were only filled with mark. how he looked like, how he would carry himself. your anticipation was the only thing you felt.

you wore your headphones yet you could suddenly hear a lot of squealing and shouting. you look up, turning you attention to the stairs. a large group of girls crowding around another group of people, who you assumed to be guys. you scoffed, thinking about how there’s always that one group of good looking guys all girls seem to go crazy for. you watch as the group of guys push through the large crowd.

once you got a closer look, you tilt your head to the side. you slowly bring your headphone down from your ears and let them rest on your neck, getting intrigued by how the girls were getting so crazy, even more crazy than the ones from your school.

“its mark! he’s so cute!” 

you widen your eyes as you heard the word ‘mark’. you stood up from your seat, peering your head up to find which one is the girl referring to. you only see two guys walking. one smiling sheepishly while the other kept a straight and cold face. just which one is mark?

suddenly, you felt an arm grabbing yours and pulling you back. you jump out of fear and turn around noticing it was jaemin. you calmed your breathing as you look at jaemin. 

“meet mark under the block nearby. its too hectic here for you to talk to him.”

jaemin dragged you out of the school grounds and to a secluded block where only a few students where walking past and left you there. you were lost in confusion but decided to trust whatever jaemin was doing, sitting down at a random bench.

“jaemin told us to meet him here where is-” 

“raven.”

“what?”

you immediately stood in front of the two guys you saw at the canteen as you notice a familiar face. you werent able to get a clear look at them before, but now you realise that you knew one of them. “jeno..” you look at a different direction a you tried avoiding his gaze, though you knew you couldnt, forcing yourself to meet his eyes.

mark looks at the both of you, utterly confused as his attention shifts from you to jeno constantly. “this raven?” mark points at you, tilting his head. you nod slowly as your turn your head to face mark. you observed his body up and down. he was good looking, just like jeno.. yet his aura told you that he was way more outgoing and open than jeno. 

“you look...”

everyone was silent.

you gulp in nervousness. “im busy. bye mark.” before jeno could go, mark pulled on his arm to bring him back to stand beside him, earning a glare from jeno. the one you could never forget. “stay. i know something happened. you were always quiet whenever we talked about this girl. and i also know you all kept something from me.”

you slowly turned to jeno. you could he was annoyed whenever he looked at you. you felt it through his eyes, and it was terrifying. jeno took a deep breath in, folding his arms and placing his weight on one leg. 

“if you remember clearly, chenle told you that before we became friends with you, we had a fight and didnt talk to each other for a long time. we didnt tell you this, but it was her who caused it. she brought chaos into our group. everyone forgotten about it clearly, but i cant. after what she did.. i cant forgive her.”

you opened your mouth, wanting to reply but your words were somehow stuck in your throat. you didnt exactly know what to say or do in this awkward situation.

“it.. it was a long time ago jeno, please. my feelings for you were real, even if we werent meant to be. i dont know how many times you need me to say sorry.” you pleaded, biting your lip as you waited for jeno’s reaction.

jeno sighs and runs a hand through his hair as he lets out a huff of rustration. “then why did you leave? you left me stranded, and because of you, i almost left my friends becaused i lived in agony since i missed you so much. i almost pushed everyone away.” you shivered as jeno’s voice started to raise. 

 you also glanced at mark, who still kept his confused expression on his face. through his gaze never left you as you felt his eyes scanning you body up and down. 

“you two used date?” mark asks. you nod in reply.

“we were kids. we didnt know about all this soulmate stuff. but now..” 

“you know what? be together. im not going to leave my friends just because of my pent up grudge and feelings. i cant control fate either.” 

years had now past since you met mark. it really was fate. the two of you became close in no time and now.. you were fianally married. you couldnt be more happy to be with mark. who you were destined to be really was made for you, and you only. and to think this all escalated due to a note you sent out in pure curiosity.

you still remember what happened with jeno after that day, despite the lack of interaction between you two, jeno was open enough to accept you as his friend again. you are now living a happy life with mark, and always being able to hang out with his group of friends. today was no different. 

“haechan get the chilli sauce!” you hear mark shout as you smile widely, feeling his arm snaking around your waist to pull you close. having a barbeque was a great idea to celebrate jisung’s birthday. 

you soon see haechan with the bottle of chilli sause, placing it on the table where everyone gathered around the table which had jisung’s birthday cake. “before we do anything with the cake, let me announce my wish.” jisung announces proudly. you raise an eyebrow. “you cant say you birthday wish out loud!” you scolded jisung, but everyone laughs.

“his wish is something we all know.” jeno says, winking playfully at you. you tilt your head in confusion when you suddenly feel mark’s arm leaving you waist. you look over to mark who was shoving his hand into his pocket as if to find something.

you were completely clueless when mark nods towards jisung, to show some kind of signal. “i wish for mark and raven to get married!” jisung shouts. 

you gaped your mouth open in shock when mark pulls out a small box, opening it in front of you to show a ring. you cover your mouth in disbelief. “did you guys really-”

“please marry me, raven. my sticky note soulmate.” you hear everyone clapping s a tear of happiness drips from your cheek. you quickly wipe it away as you heard the nickname that mark gave you. “we wouldnt normally do this but it was jeno that suggested this.”

you look over to jeno who had a soft smile on his face as he nod his head. looking back at mark, you grin widely as more tears started flowing out. “of course ill marry you, you dork.”

[ailec-12]

Today, September and Calendar

Thanks!

Today: Have you made any progress in any wips today?

Uhh, no. Remember what I said about writing earlier this week? Well, I've done a million things, but unfortunately writing hasn't been one of them.

September: Share a comment or review which still warms your heart?

Oh, Anon, I can't share only one. I've been rereading comments this past month and several come to mind right now. These all warm my heart no matter how old they are or how many times I've read them already.

randomdork11 on House Potter:

You’re back!!!! I’ve missed you and this story more than I realized. Little Sev dealing with sick Harry and exhausted parents is so heartbreaking and sweet that I can’t handle it! Plus, I can totally relate to the exhausted parent bit XD. That whole family is just far too adorable. A certain bean who is far less evil than she proclaims to be, told me you were about to post again, so I’ll admit that I’ve been checking my updates like a crazy person.

Self-doubt is easily the worst part of writing. However, if I can offer you any encouragement, it’s that you have no reason to doubt yourself. Sometimes stories seem so big and daunting and we aren’t sure if what we are writing even makes sense or is relatable or true to character. Everyone goes through it and - as I’m sure many have already said - in your case, you’ve nothing to worry about. This story is beautiful and charming and captures the characters so very well. You’re doing a marvelous job of creating well rounded characters who all have faults and positive traits. You’re writing it in a way that none of the characters seems too good or too bad, just simply human. It’s utter perfection and you should be extremely proud of this work!!

Happy writing Ailec! And if you end up in doubt, just remember that your readers all agree that you are wonderful and we are here for you!!

@allstoriesrtrue24601 on the last OFaH chapter on AO3:

What a beautiful ending to an unbelievably impressive series! Having read the original series on fanfic.net repeatedly habitually since their original completion, it’s brought me so much joy to have weekly reminders of how much I love this story; and now with a gorgeous new epilogue!!

I’ve said it before but the one thing that really gets me about your writing is the characterisation - it drives the stories in a way I feel is really missing from most pieces of published works and tv shows. The bonds you build between characters and the whole dynamic really comes through throughout each installment - making the character development extremely natural and impactful. I’ve waxed lyrical previously about your writing style but I reiterate that it’s utterly and irrevocably beautiful, especially when considering English is not your first language. The pacing, plot and actual progression of the pieces are so well thought-out and really prompts excellently-executed dialogue and exposes opportunities to get to the hearts of the characters. It is suffice to say I have THOROUGHLY enjoyed your work in every one of its forms.

On a side note, I feel massively honoured to be mentioned in author’s notes (I have to say I’m slightly star-struck) and I’m more than happy for any future English queries. Have a wonderful day x

Kuroui, also on OFaH, but the first version on FF:

I realize I never actually left a review on here but here it goes.

This is definitely one of my all time favourite fics to ever exist period. Not just within the OUAT fandom. I was ecstatic with the introduction of Zelena, as it opened potential for Regina to have someone blood related still alive for her to interact with. At the end of Season 3 when Zelena was given that second chance, I was excited to see a possible turn around for her character. Up until that point, everything she had done was to give herself a better life, one with her blood mother, in hopes that she may be loved. She was not unlike Regina's initial persona and I could see how they could connect over it.

Season 4 dashed those hopes, and the progressing seasons left me with a bitter taste in my mouth. In the end, I am glad at least that at the end of Season 6 they had become something like sisters, and for that I am glad. I am also happy to see Zelena returning to play some time in Season 7. I dont know what it is but Zelena is my favourite OUAT character, and I love Rebecca Mader who plays her. For that reason I always seek out Zelena fics in hopes of finding good ones as she is not one of the most popular characters, in terms of fic writing at least.

This fic was both amazingly written and brought to light my hope of them reconciling as sisters. I like that it was not an immediate turn around from "villian" to "good", but a gradual process that involved interactions with multiple people and learning from mistakes. It made her a very real and relatable person. Everyone has flaws and makes mistakes and going from a life where her only goal was to hurt Regina, to living with her and attempting to be "good" was a large turn around that no doubt shook her to her core. You displayed that in your series very well, showing the ups and downs in her journey as well as the reflective reactions from those around her.

Henry's role in this was very heartwarming and he really is a miracle. The Greatest Believer. I do not think that Zelena would have come as far as she had without him. Though Regina does her best, it is always nice to have someone else there, not to mention someone who looked at Zelena without any negative feelings. Having multiple people care and believe in her no doubt gave her greater motivation to change and be a better person. Not to downplay Regina's role in this of course. Regina very much has been the core to this family, to Zelena's change.

At the end, Zelena desired to be wanted, to be enough, and she was going to look for that in Cora. Regina knew though, that it wasn't Zelena's fault for that, Cora only wanted power. Which you had her explain. And I think that having Regina turn into that person that Zelena wanted to be enough for, to be loved by, was a big change even if she didn't realize it. The initial hostility, anger and sadness moved away from being targeted AT Regina, to more herself and referenced in terms of Regina instead.

At that point, I think that Zelena's family slowly began to form in her own subconscious which eventually or hopefully would expand onto friends like Robin and Tinkerbell and perhaps even the Charming family, they do get along well enough of course. And if Charming's reaction to her run in with Sidney was any indication, I'm sure they would welcome her with open arms at this point.

Overall I suppose I can summarize it into this.

Thank you for writing this story/series. It holds a very very special place in my heart and I come back every once in a while to read through it. It warms my heart every single time no matter how many times I've read it. I love it with every inch of my OUAT loving soul and I am so glad that such an extensive well-written piece on Zelena exists.

Long comments aren't the only ones that have my eternal love and gratitude, though. Here's a couple of recent ones that are making this writing hiatus much more bearable:

Ninafia on the latest instalment of Hotchpotch:

I loved this! You're really good at writing emotions.

It's like I'm in their head, if that makes sense. Thanks for the chapter!

Lilia on House Potter:

This is such a remarkable story—so subtle and heartbreaking. Use of child Sev’s POV is a true narrative tour de force. Wish I could give it 100 kudos.

I'm lucky to have received a lot of nice comments over the years and you can be sure that, if your comment made me happy the first time I read it, I've come back to it more than once.

Calendar: Do you have a schedule for posting?

Not right now —I only keep a posting schedule when there are a few chapters already written at the very least.

Fanfic questions :)

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Dannymay 2020 day 15

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“Clocky!” a small white haired ghost crashed into the arm of the larger one hugging the limb thigly.

“Hello my young Phantom.Did you have good dreams?” Clockwork the Time Master asked to his charge, a young half ghost of five years of age.

“Yea! I got a dream about space! And Nocty was there we played astunauts!” Danny told his caretaker.

“It’s astronaut” Clockwork corrected, “and I’m glad you had fun. Now what about breakfast”

“Yay! Breakfast! Can we have pancakes?” Danny asked giving the older ghost puppy eyes.

“You know my pancakes are not as good as my waffles” Clockwork said, he is still learning how to do those.

“But I want pancakes” Danny said sadly.

“Oh alright we’ll have pancakes” Clockwork relented, he really couldn't say no to his little halfa.

It's been a few months since Danny started to live with Clockwork. The Time Master had found the half ghost alone in the middle of the barrens in a tiny island crying his eyes out calling for his parents. Curiously Clockwork saw what future the young ghost could have, he saw many things and in most of them he saw a protector, a compassionate ghost and a hero. In the few left he only saw a sad ending. It has been a while since Clockwork found a ghost with a future so bright. It would be interesting to help the child make his way towards it.

He approached the child with intention to help him to go home and become the hero he foresaw. The child was scared at first, which was good, he was a stranger after all, after introductions and telling him they were both ghosts, (yes really really) he offered a ride home and got a response he had not foreseen, the first of many to come. Danny’s parents were ghost hunters, (thing that he already knew) but Danny was afraid. He thought that his parents wouldn't love him anymore because they said ghosts were bad and now that he was a ghost he was bad too.

Clockwork didn't like that reasoning, he told Danny that he wasn't bad, that ghost were like people in that they could be good or bad, or both. Danny didn't understood most of his speech but he got that Clockwork wasn't going to hurt him which made him relax and do the second unexpected thing. He transformed into human. 

Clockwork cursed (inside his head of course, there was a five years old in front of him), he knew of only other halfa and he wasn't the best role model, quite the contrary to be honest. Now Clockwork had a dilemma, humans couldn't help a half ghost with all their needs, but ghost were prejudiced about half ghosts thanks to that Plasmius.

His thought track was interrupted by a panicking child going through the small rock island, (right, human now, ghost roks pass through him) acting quickly Clockwork grabbed the child and made sure he wouldn't fall to the endless abyss below. Danny clinged to him and didn't let go, no matter what the older ghost tried. With a resigned sight Clockwork decided on the best course of action that would still bring a bright future, he took the boy towards his lair.

Now with a child Clockwork had to do some modifications to his tower, mostly to make sure Danny wouldn't pass through the floor if he transformed without meaning, which happened more times that he cared to count. He had to make a room for him, it needed decorations but those will come later. he had to acquire both human and ghost food, he only eat for pleasure but a child, even a ghost one, truly needed food. He almost forgets clothes and toys, he knew children needed things but didn’t imagine it would be so many.

Danny was like sponge of knowledge, Clockwork found that out when he started to teach him things, mostly to be able to transform at will and control his powers. He also found that Danny was the biggest space fan he seen, it was adorable to see him look at the stars in a huge mirror Clockwork conjured just for him to see any of the stars in the universe at any given time (except for the very beginning of the universe, it hurt his brain to just see it, much more if he tried to understand it).

The first time he realized that he was the guardian of a child, (parent is still a too strong word for it), was when he had to leave the tower to a meeting with the Observants. Danny, at hearing that he had to go, clinged to him like a koala and didn't let him go, Clockwork had to make a duplicate to go in his place, good thing the eyeballs didn't even notice. That also made him realize that he needed help, someone he trusted to look after Danny and dont hurt him for being a halfa. The face that Nocturne made when he told him he had a child was going to amuse him for the rest of eternity.

“What are we doing today?” Danny asked while eating his pancake, it wasn’t the most pretty but his Clocky had made it for him, beside it was tasty.

“Hmm I don't know. What would you like to do?” Clockwork asked, he had a free day, no plans and totally open to suggestions.

“Let’s go to the park!” Danny said excited.

“The park?” Clockwork asked.

“Yea! With trees and insects and frogs and dogs and swings and slides and-” Danny keep listing other thing one could found in a park trying to explain to Clockwork what a park was.

Clockwork listened to his charge and tried to think a safe place to go. Most of the places with trees and animals in the Ghost Zone was dangerous for a young child. The human parks would be better but Danny couldn't control his transformations yet and he didn't want Danny to feel bad for not controlling it, besides if that happened in the vicinity of humans things would turn badly.

“Does it needs to have swings and slides?” Clockwork asked.

“I dunno” Danny shrugged, he just wanted to go play outside.

“Alright, I think I know where to go” Clockwork said.

“Yay!” Danny cheered.

“But you have to change to clean clothes before we go” Clockwork said.

“Ok Clocky” Danny said before rushing to his room.

After a change of clothes Clockwork took Danny to a island with ghost grass and trees, it wasn't big enough to have dangerous animals around and if any appeared Clockwork has sure he was able to keep them away from them.

Danny played in the grass and between the trees, the child had a lot of imagination and Clockwork joined one or two games, the rest of the time he observed carefully to his charge and the surroundings. It was in between that actions that he lost sight of Danny, Clockwork panicked for a second, took another to look around and five more to find the halfa. And a ghost dog enjoying the pets Danny gave it.

“Clocky look! I found a doggy!” Danny said delighted.

“I see that” Clockwork said watching the dog carefully for any sign of aggression, he found none.

“His name is Cujo” Danny declared.

“Is it? How would you know?” Clockwork asked, he didn't remember having that kind of book around.

“It’s in his collar” Danny said pointing at the tag in the spiked collar.

“It’s a good name” Clockwork commented, he didn’t know what to think of the dog.

“Yea! A good name for a good boy” Danny said while giving belly rubs to Cujo.

“Alright, is time to go home now” Clockwork said, it was near lunch hour and he wasn’t going to let Danny go hungry.

“Aww, already? But I just found Cujo. Can’t we play a little more?” Danny pleaded.

“I’m sorry but it's getting late, maybe you’ll play again when we come back” Clockwork said.

“Can we keep him?” Danny asked.

“Keep him?” Clockwork repeated, he wasn’t sure about that.

“Yea! Like a pet! We don't have a pet” Danny said while making puppy eyes, he had lifted the dog and hugged it to his chest, the dog was also giving him the puppy eyes. Clockwork didn't stand a chance.

They returned to the tower with a new pet, Clockwork was making plans to dog proof his tower.

[jacqthehermit]

Oh you’re a BoruSara shipper and you’re quitting? Let’s talk.

WARNING: Pro-BoruSara, if you are an anti/hater and you still read this then don’t blame me if you get triggered. I already warned you, not my fault. Learn to stay in your lane, mofos.

Agree or disagree, this is my opinion IDGAF

Alright so earlier this morning I just learned that my friend, who is a BoruSara shipper, decided to deactivate apparently because of Boruto Episode 3. I really wanna  blog about it right away but I had to go to work so I restrained myself.

This blog is dedicated to all BoruSara shippers and more importantly, my friend @borutoverse-deactivated20170419 who I’ve been friends with since Boruto was born/created by Kishi. We would always fangirl together and talk about next gen stuff specially BoruSara. Even during the times that I was hiatus, she never failed to update me everything about Boruto (she messaged me every time which I really appreciated) I am sad that you decided to gave up right away. I thought we would go down with this ship no matter what happens but unfortunately you already quit. I respect your decision however I am a bit disappointed to be honest...

I promised myself that I would not go ham regarding “BoruSara vs other ship” or “BoruSara vs haters” since I wanna stay chill and positive while enjoying my pairing. You know, I just wanna peacefully fangirl with other BS shippers while throwing shitty BS fanarts to you guys that’s all. Well I’m not saying I’m going to go war now just because of what happen. I simply cannot keep my mouth shut any longer and will now share my thoughts regarding these issues even though I originally planned to stay silent.

1.) BoruSara shippers who already gave up, or giving up

Wow seriously guys? We are just 3 episodes in the anime and 11 chapters in the manga and y’all already quitting? I mean bruh, I fuckin shipped SasuSaku since like I was ten and I waited a decade to see them go canon. Even during the darkest times I didn’t leave and I didn’t lose hope. DARK-FUCKING-TIMES like:

Sasuke leaving Konoha - imagine the pain?! The fucking agony that Sakura can’t see Sasuke? No interaction, no communication?!

Sasuke going crazy, wants to kill everyone, wants to destroy Konoha - ugggh the other half of your OTP just became a villain like wtf 

Sasuke and Sakura tryna kill each other - BRUUUHHHHH YOU DONT KNOW HOW MUCH THAT BROKE MY FUCKING HEART

During Sasuke’s rogue times, he’s with a new team, with another female character who clearly likes him??? - Holyshit that was scary af.

I went through all of these and I didn’t give up. And you guys, just because of the introduction of a new character who is so much alike with Boruto’s mother are already calling GG? That’s it? I know you’ll all be like “OMG How rude! you just cant compare this and that” I know I sound rude rn and I am indeed comparing BUT this is the only best way that I can think of to tell you guys that PLEASE DO NOT GIVE UP YET, IT’S WAY TOO EARLY TO TELL!!! I fuckin went through all this hell and shit but in the end, I became victorious since my ship became canon so please don’t lose hope yet. 

Shoutout to all my fellow SS shippers who stayed despite the darkest times! You dabest fam. And to all SS shippers who gave up early then went back when SS went canon, welcome back but ya’ll weaklings lol #sorrynotsorry

 2.) BoruSara is like NarSak or SasNar that’s why they won’t go canon

I think this triggers me the most. I don’t really get why people think like this. Yes they are the children of their parents but that doesn’t mean they are the same as them. BORUTO AND SARADA HAVE THEIR OWN FUCKING IDENTITY FFS. I know they resemble them physically, and their interactions remind us about their parents BUT STILL, they are who they are, not who their parents are. Stop comparing them with these ships because they are different with each other! Each pairing have their unique relationship and dynamics. Didn’t you guys watch Boruto episode 1? Boruto was so triggered when Iwabe said that he was riding the coattails of his father. Don’t you get the point? SMH We’re in the new generation now, this is a different and new era. 

3.) Boruto would definitely choose the Class Rep because she’s just like his mother

I actually have a simple counter to this. Remember how people were saying Naruto would definitely end up with Sakura because Sakura was like his mother Kushina? Well guess what, he married Hinata, who is the complete opposite of his mother. Boruto has been saying the whole time at the beginning “This is not the story of my father, THIS IS MY STORY” What’s the point if he’ll end up doing and choosing the same things like his father did lol. So as of now,  don’t really see the Class Rep as a complete threat to BoruSara. I only see her as a caring class rep to her classmates and gets shy & nervous way too fast that’s all.

4.) BoruSara relationship dynamics was destroyed

Uhm, since the anime is during pre-Gaiden and pre-Boruto the movie, Boruto and Sarada’s relationship is nothing but rivals. Yes it was said that they were childhood friends but they treat each other nothing but as rivals. I think they will later deepen their bond when they finally become teammates and all.  So I hope, people don’t get confused about this. I mean calm yo tits guys, their relationship development will happen as time goes by. I am actually enjoying this rivalry relationship thing between them. You know unlike in the first gen where Sakura fell for Sasuke right away and Hinata to Naruto, I wanna see a different approach here in the next gen. 

For example, the thing that I mentioned in my blog last week, Sarada and Boruto as rivals who do nothing but to compete with each other then will eventually fall for each other but no one from them wants to confess because they think that the first person to fall in love is the loser and of course you can’t lose to your rival so yeah both of them try their best to hold it in until one of them can’t take it anymore (I wonder who lol)

So yeah something like that XD Nevertheless, I have no problem with their relationship towards each other rn.

5.) Let’s go down with this ship no matter what happens

This is going to be my last point. I hope that whether BoruSara goes canon or not, my fellow shippers would continue to support and love them like I do. If they won’t go canon, it doesn’t mean we can no longer ship them. As long as the fandom is alive, and we continue to love and ship them, they will always be canon in our hearts and eyes. It hurts a lot when you’re ship doesn’t/impossible to go canon, don’t worry I feel you (SuzakuxEuphy, ZeroxYuuki, GrayxLucy, RinxIzumo, IchigoxRukia) but please do not let this to be a reason to stop in shipping them.

So these are my points. At the end of the day it’s still your decision whether to stay on this ship or not. But I hope you learned a thing or two from me. I actually do not know how to end this blog since my brain is already dead and I need to sleep now since I got work @ 7am tom so yeah. 

Yours truly,

- Jacq (A victor and veteran from the first generation shipping wars)

 P.S.

Sorry for ranting and being rude/harsh, here’s a quick and crappy BS doodle to compensate somehow

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The big post about how i love my sneasel who is great

Welcome to that post. It might get long.

Reaper the level 100 Naughty nature Sneasel with Keen Eye who experienced pokerus once and has contest ribbons from too many regions oh my gosh Leeeeeeets get going on how much I adore my little guy!

Okay, the story behind him. He is kinda unofficially my starter pokemon?

Cos of course there was no way to keep your mons from RBY and GSC back then, but I’d kinda only had one pokemon anyway. I was a dumb kid who just solo’d both games with my raichu Chuppy. And sadly I ended up losing them even before the whole transfer issue, someone stole my Gold cartridge during school and when I found it half smashed in the playground all the data had been corrupted. It did actually play though, just with some colour issues I think? I never really restarted cos it felt cruel to Chuppy to do it. So I’m happy that the virtual console rerelease let me reincarnate Chuppy and even make them a cool new alola form! (though they had a different gender this time, but meh i get to headcanon my chu is trans like me, haha) So yeah thats the story of my official first pokemon, but Chuppy didnt really have any personality or headcanons back then cos I was so new to the franchise. And Reaper ended up lasting way longer and sharing every single other region with me, so he kinda took the spot of ‘starter’ even if he wasnt ‘first’. (I still was really happy to welcome reincarnation Chuppy home tho!)

Reaper actually came from Pokemon Colosseum, of all places! His OT name is the completely-wrong ‘Tom’ cos he was from when I restarted my game after getting stuck and just buttonmashed one of the default names out of frustration. I actually caught him in a master ball just cos I was that excited to hug the lil guy! Sneasel was my fave gen 2 mon but i never managed to catch one actually in GSC, i didnt know it was limited to a rare encounter in the very last area. And even before I caught him I knew sneasel was in this game via guides, so i was waiting with baited breath and establishing headcanons even before i found him. Then I just COULD NOT WAIT, hence the master ball! XD I kinda preemptivel based him on the iron mask marauder’s sneasel from the celebi movie, cos shadow pokemon are similar to his brainwashing stuff. And I always liked his sneasel, scizor and tyranitar, for such minor roles they are. It was a nice nuance for the bad guy’s pokemon to be shown as VERY MUCH not evil, just enslaved by magic brainwashing and mistreated. It warmed my heart seeing them freeing each other and escaping in the end once the control was broken! But also it established sneasel as a really cool badass fighter that I wanted to have someday, yknow?

So yeah I got this guy from colosseum before I even played RSE, and he ended up being my ‘starter’ in that game so much that i cant even remember which one i picked. I boxed it right away and never thought about it again, I was a callous kid! It was actually really interesting playing ORAS and finally getting to see what the hoenn starters are actually like, lol And Reaper remained my best friend across like ELEVEN OR MORE REPLAYS of every single gen 3 game except emerald. Cos at that time in my childhood i literally did not have any other games. i spent around three or four years with just sapphire, leafgreen and final fantasy tactics advance. (Oh boy that game’s script is stuck in my brain for all time) And getting attatched to the characters and making new ones all the time was how i kept from getting bored this way ^_^ Buuuuut... it kinda meant that I just discarded most of them super fast to make more. the only other pokemon that migrated to sinnoh with Reaper was Nether the sableye, who was kinda his rival/best friend. (Tho I mispelled it as Neava so he’s stuck that way, lol. And both of them are in all caps forever...) Nether is kinda the basis for my recent oc Malachi, so he’s like an entirely different story for another time. But he was my Sapphire buddy and Reaper was one region older via the power of spinoffs.

And oh man yeah i totally loved the shadow pokemon plot lol! I just headcanoned his plot with regards to that was the same as the marauder’s mons. Perfectly nice tiny sneasel boy is kidnapped and experimented upon by evils, but my love saved him and now he is soft once more. He didnt really have much angst from it, but it helped such a wild spirit grow to trust my hero and trust humans in general after such a rocky introduction to them. I imagined it was like training a dangerous dog to be a police canine, with that arm guard thing that they bite! Shadow pokemon training must be WAY more tough than it seems on the surface! So like ash’s charizard plot, where it ends up with really fire forged family love after all the hardship. I think that before he met my trainer he was just like a loner robin hood type character who valued his freedom and thought that tamed pokemon were all wusses. But alas, he was forced to experience human hugs, and now he’s addicted! but he’d still be quite rebellious and wild and have a lot of goofy cute interactions as he tries to learn all this complicated stuff about being a pet. Why cant I pee on the carpet?? Why do I have to eat pellet food? Why are you mad when i bring you dead mice and pidgey eggs?? bad bad influence on the other mons, but also a softhearted big bro who WANTS to be a good influence. He pretends to be all aloof and stoic cliche angsty antihero, but always messes up and looks cute instead! And he gets crushingly sad if any of his lil siblings actually does get afraid of him. Noooo the grumpyness is for the humans! Not for you!! No-one is allowed to pet the sneas except the other pokemon. It my duty to protect my new pack of strangely shaped sneasels! Oh and he likes booze. In human terms he’d be around 25-30, but still its not good for animals to drink human liquor. Never stopped him though! He’d always find ways to sniff it out and swipe half-finished cans from the trash and stuff. Bad angstman! I know thats part of your archetype but stop it!

So... basically he was like.. cloud? original version from ff7 where he was sassy and goofy sometimes, except reaper is like that all the time with less angst and pretty much zero ego. He’s just like a kind yet not completely competant fun uncle who tries his best to put up a cool guy front to impress the kids (and push away scary humans) but his innate sweetness means he always messes up. And he’s super tsundere about the fact he considers his trainer part of his infinate pack of children, even if every other human is DANGER MODE. Must protect this human from the other ones! Must teach them the ways of the sneas! Oh, and I imagined his appearance as a gijinka would be kinda like Squall from ff8. cos he actually started off as a parody of that unlikeable angstman archetype, and i didnt even know Cloud existed until yeaaaars later. (Played the ffs completely out of order...) So i figured he’d be like squall but with dark skin and a kinda sirus black hairstyle. (Cos that guy contributed the kind uncle part of his inspiration!) Oh and of course a sneasely colourscheme for the fur coat. And I ended up making him hold Blackglasses so often that it was an in-joke that he actually wore shades 24/7 even in normal pokemon form XD

When I first got him in Collosseum he was really useful for his Brick Break move, and im actually really happy that the brick break image on bulbapedia is the collosseum sneasel using it! It was very very good as one of the few mons available with that move in the very limited choices you had for that game. But his signature move kinda ended up being Surf, even though his stats would have been awful for it even if I’d ev trained him properly XD I just found it so bizarre that sneasel of all things could learn that HM! I imagined he formed a surfboard out of ice to carry the trainer, cos there’s no way you could stand on the back of a 30cm tall weasel...

And man lets just have some random sneasel headcanons now!

* Their feathers exist to sense wind fluctuations, which are useful in their natural environment to anticipate snowstorms and track prey in low visibility.

* The ear feather is just for this, its the more sensitive one. The tail feathers are more for manipulating objects and other day to day life. They’re more matted and dont really have the same hearing ability, but the joints are way more flexible so they can be moved independantly like three actual tails. Sneasels can pick up small delicate objects by brushing them up between the tails, then rolling them down their back to reach their mouth. they also use the tails to brush away dirt, hide their tracks in the snow, form surprisingly intricate igloo-like nests and groom their fur with the utmost precision.

* Sneasels will outright resent any attempts to groom them by anyone but their closest human friend, since inevitably humans cant do as good of a job. But humans can scratch behind your ears and give cuddles, so it all works out!

* In the wild, sneasels eat primarily eggs, some nuts and berries, scavenged semi-rotten meat and not so much live prey. Even though they’re very skilled, they’re also very fragile and cautious because of it. They’ll only hunt in extreme situations, instead preferring to confuse and mislead their way to dinner. Sneasels are very social and loyal to each other even if they’re not to anyone else. Their most common strategy is the whole pack wards off a dangerous foe while one lone unit sneaks past and robs that pokemon’s food stores, to share with the family. Even if they’re forced to hunt their own prey, they still follow these strategies and try to just outrun the enemy until it dies of exhaustion or freezes in the blizzard. They’re experts of making cuts that disable but don’t kill- going in close enough to deliver that final blow means risking a valuable pack member’s life!

Not really a headcanon now but back to reaper himself, I always kinda imagine him looking more like a real weasel. I like sneasel’s design but the bipedal humanoid proportions arent exactly the best thing, yknow? i feel like it should have had shorter more pawlike back legs and just been top-heavy with the super claws. Like.. I imagine kinda a furret? just the appeal of actual weasels and stoats plz. I love sneasel but when i looked up weasels as a kid i was like MY HEART!!! they’re sock puppet babies with lint fuzz faces Also I think sneasel’s claws are kinda comically short and boring considering theyre like its Big Feature. I liked when they were drawn a bit longer in older artworks, and i always imagined reaper had longer ones like scyther-y level. Thats why I named him that! Crescent moon claws of awesomeness, striking in the night~! ...he would be really cool if he wasnt such a cuddly dork. I love him so much, he’s my baby. And my dad. And my uncle?? he’s just a very good friend and im happy videogames can touch my heart like nothing else let me love my nonexistant magic weasel from cyberspace forevermore~!