#sorry i keep putting seventeen's colors in everything lol

[takidarminato]

I may or may not be obsessed with her... I saved her palette, so I might draw her again

[sgys-closed]

content creator year in review !

was tagged by my lovely moots ilyyyy <33 (@soonhoonsol  @sunnie-dk   @uriboogyu) 💌💖✨

p.s. most works are going to be linked on my old account since i remade ahah

first creation in 2020:

since i basically just started this blog this year as well lol. i remember clearly that i made my first gif which was a taegyu gif (that i deleted alr because i was cleaning my acc LMAO) but i kept this soogyu gif which is basically like one of the first creations i made in 2020.

most recent creation of 2020:

this two (1,2) beomie set T_T (i really am more dedicated in making gifs nowadays ahaha but i wish i could post a gfx before this year ends!)

one of your favorite creations from 2020:

OH! this HUG stickers for caratrevival! i just really enjoyed making this and its my fave entry for caratrevival and i remember saying i would start a “create your own merch agenda” i would probably start posting things like that again ahah!

a creation you’re really proud of:

again! the HUG STICKERS i mentioned above! i just really love the colors and gradients are always one of the hardest to play around with and so im glad it actually worked! also some of the illustrations are made by me :D!

a new style you tried this year and a work that uses it:

idk if its really a new style for me? but this jun edit for caratrevival as well but because this edit is heavily textured based i really had a hard time fitting elements that should and shouldn’t be in it? but nonetheless i love how it turned out!

a creation that took you forever:

aaaaaaaaaa this!!! this!! THE8 FAN MAGAZINE! i also posted it late it was supposed to be for his bday but i was late lmao becauseeeee i had a hard time conceptualizing this magazine jsdhhfds i really want every pages of this magazine to have meanings and meta as possible. i collected every the8 images that i can work with. but now that i have everything i suddenly can’t work LOL?!?! plus the JUN EDIT! as well like i said the textures are just so hard for me to make it work.

your creation from 2020 that received the most notes:

this seungkwan set in my prev acc! and ALSO! this seungkwan set on this acc aaaaaaaa ;-; pls give lots of love on my seungkwan set <3 it makes my heart warm <3

a creation you think deserved more notes:

looking back to my old acc i really think these works deserves more notes (hug stickers, jun edit and especially the8 fan magazine) hahaha like if you’ve noticed these are the works i kept mentioning above! and also this dino edit aaaa ;-; im not usually proud of my graphics but these works of mine is surely i can be proud of! but if we are talking about a simple gif this beomgyu set i just really think he’s beautiful in this lmaojdshfjhdg and i like my coloring here! plus this svtxt crossover edit which i really enjoyed making and its a request!! 

a new fandom you joined and a creation you made for it:

i honestly haven’t done anything from other fandoms but i could try especially for tbz!! their music videos and generation z introduction wow my mind wentttttt!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

a creation you made that breaks your heart:

not really “break” but it makes my heart warm. the countdown set i made for soobin’s day (1, 2, 3, 4) and also this inside seventeen set where seungkwan is just giving some love to his members ;-; <3 (i love my boys 😔💖)

a ‘simple’ creation that you really love:

THIS  scoups edit for caratrevival! it’s simple for me in a sense that i just worked with pictures + borders + text and shapes and thats it! and also this bday post for soobin day!  just did the same method :D

a creation that was inspired by another one:

i always get my inspiration from behance! this is my board and everytime i get stuck i always look into this and try to conceptualize something on my own!

a favorite creation created by someone else:

oh boy! i have lots like i try my best to make a comprehensive comments sometimes on someone’s creation but i just end screaming on the tags sdjhfjfhds plsss shout out to all content creators out there! what you put up is highly appreciated and keep sharing your works!!! 

some of your favorite content creators from the year (tag you’re it! IF YOU’VE ALREADY DONE THIS im so sorry but im tagging u again just because i want u to know that i very much appreciate u):

@kyeomshine @soonhoonsol @softhyungkyun @iiasha @beomgyung @soobeannie @uriboogyu @smallkore @ajusnice @sunnie-dk @delicatecy @yeonbins @txtify @joshuahong @defgyus @myunqho @xuseokgyu @jonghan @umaio @woneko (these are just the few! BUT I HOPE ALL MY MUTUALS KNOW THAT I APPRECIATE ALL OF YOUR WORKS YES? YES!!!)

and for good measure, another a couple more creations of yours that you love: 

pls give these more lots of love pls!

seungkwan my my set (1 & 2)

txt sherlock set (which i really am proud as well for txt they killed this!)

soogyu ‘hug’ set (i really love how this stage gif turned out bec i barely gif stages) (1 & 2)

FEAR SEUNGKWAN (do i need to say more)

[bisexualbuck]

911 & Buddie Fic Rec

I’ve been reading a lot of fics lately as I pretend that nothing is happening in the world, and so I’ve put up a list of a few that have stuck with me.

Don’t forget to leave them a comment! They’re all amazing and they deserve it.

Let’s spread some positivity around here!

In no particular order

Knocking On Heaven’s Door by MomentsOfWeakness

Summary: Buck isn’t sure where he is. The last thing he remembers was being out on a call. Now he’s here, in a place he has never seen before surrounded by people he doesn't know. It's bright. That's all he can really tell.

Based on a Tumblr prompt where someone asked for Buck and Chris both ending up in purgatory at the same time before they ever met in life. Buck has a ticket back to the living world but he gives it to Chris who is supposed to die. An old man, seeing what Buck did for Chris, decides to give his own ticket for the living world to Buck, because the world needs more people like him.

Personal opinion: This is just so good. It’s so well-written it almost reads like poetry.

Eddie Diaz and the Cat-astrophe at the 118 by SquaresAreNotCircles

Summary: It’s Chimney who rescues her from the tree, but it’s Bobby’s arms that she curls up in on the drive over to the vet to get her checked out. Right from the start, it’s as if she knows who she needs to cozy up with to secure her spot at the station.

“Come on, that’s crazy,” Buck says, but he does so while laughing not at Eddie, but at the grey tabby cat trying to get her claws on the fake mouse on a string that Buck bought with his own money, so Eddie doesn’t put too much stock in his opinion.

Or: The firefam adopts a mascot and Eddie has a minor crisis about it.

Personal opinion: This is just too sweet and too funny!!

Whatever you say, Buck by nanasteiger

Summary: Tumblr prompt: I'd love to see a fic where they start dating but decide to keep it private for a bit, except literally everybody knows because they're not secretive at all and everybody catches them here and there kissing or being affectionate with each other.

 The first one to talk about it was, and it wasn’t really a surprise, Captain Nash. “So,” he said, approaching him in the locker room, “what’s going on between you and Diaz?”

Personal opinion: The softness... unparalleled.

Love Language by red_to_black

Summary: The one in which there's too much pollen around, Eddie pines, and Buck is oblivious.

Or - Eddie's love language is acts of service, and Buck doesn't totally get it.

Personal opinion: I have melted... too good!!

a leaf falls on loneliness by iimpossible_things

Summary: Buck doesn’t think that if he were to say, “I’m in a bad place”, that anyone would turn him away. Really, he doesn’t. The 118 has too many good, kind people for that.

But every time he wants to open his mouth, to say something, to reach out to Eddie or Bobby or Hen or Chim, he hears Eddie yelling, “you’re exhausting.”

—you’re exhausting, you’re exhausting, you’re exhausting—

So each day he does his job and he laughs and he jokes and he pretends he’s the care-free goofball he’s always been. And each day he packs away his bruises and his worries, takes them home to his empty loft with its quiet rooms, and licks his wounds in silence.

Personal opinion: Y’all. Just - do yourself a favor and read this. A masterpiece!! Just *chefs kiss*

dying lol by itsmylifekay

Summary: Based on the meme: i'm dying lol

Buck is...Buck. And that means chaos, angst, laughs, and pining over Eddie. Bobby just wants his son to stop ending up in the hospital. Enjoy.

Personal opinion: I have no words to say how much I love this

i want your heart (i hope you do too) by chocobos

Summary: Buck can’t stop thinking about those words, about the way Eddie had said them, eyes open wide and earnest, hand searing a hole into his shoulder, never once breaking contact with him in any regard.

Personal opinion: One of my favorite fics in this fandom

Roll Down This Unfamiliar Road by altschmerzes

Summary: The big 'welcome to the family, sorry I tried to shut you out of it' dinner at Eddie's winds down, and Chimney decides it's time for him - and Albert - to go home. But, as he stands there and looks at his kid brother, half dozing off sitting at Eddie's dining room table, Chimney finds himself frozen, plagued by sudden doubt. What if he's not cut out for this?

It's Buck, of all people, who's there with an answer.

Personal opinion: This is a Chimney-centric fic and it’s an absolutely gorgeous piece.

a diary highlighting dysfunction (adhd) by @evaneddie

Summary: adhd!buck - headcanons into loosely linked one shots

Personal opinion: I’ve just reread just now and wow... still amazing... chefs kiss

I still don’t know my heart by attolians @getbvcked

Summary: I am SEVERELY late for Evan Buckley Week so I rolled these prompts into one fic! • March 23rd - Day 1: “That’s my family.” + fluff • March 24th - Day 2: “Why are you naked?” + fun • March 25th - Day 3: “Please don’t close your eyes!” + hurt • March 26th - Day 4: “You want to marry me?” + love • March 27th - Day 5: “You’re a good liar.” + comfort • March 28th - Day 6: “I won’t let you do this.” + angst

Personal opinion: As I said before, we’re here living in 2020 while Amber’s living in 3020... The genius *chefs kiss*

(hurt) thy neighbor by autumnchills

Summary: “He’s armed,” is all he says into the phone before standing from his spot. He shoves his phone into his pocket and steps out, hands raised. Sure enough, the man has a gun pointed at him, but if he looks closely enough… Buck squints. Color him surprised. “Is that you—” “Don’t!” The man yells, jerking his hand with the gun aggressively. “Don’t you dare fucking say my name, Buckley.”

— In which things get bad fast when Buck's neighbor breaks into his apartment thinking that he isn't home.

Personal opinion: You need to read all of autumnchills’ work actually because guess what... chefs kiss!!!

(There’s) No Time Like The Present by NobodyKnows_U

Summary: "Marry me."

The words flew out of his mouth before he could fully comprehend what he was doing. It came out as a shaken whisper, but everything around seemed to go hopelessly silent. He's pretty sure he heard a few choked gasps but all he could focus on was Buck.

Or, Buck nearly dies saving a baby during a call and Eddie ends up asking Buck to marry him.

Personal opinion: I cried, this is just gorgeous.

5-4-3-2-1 by elisela

Summary: For all the times that Eddie has practiced getting into his turnout suit in record time, he never bothered figuring out how to get out of it just as fast. He would be regretting that if he could think about anything other than the fact that Buck went over the pier rail twenty-six seconds ago, and disappeared into the dark water seventeen seconds ago.

Personal opinion: The intensity... The talent... I’m speechless.

what a man gotta do? (to be your last good night and your first good day) by diazevan

Summary: He is gonna woo Eddie. He is gonna woo him so fucking hard that the other man has no other choice but to be his boyfriend and declare his eternal love for him. Buck is gonna be that good.

or

Buck is the best boyfriend and he doesn't even know it.

Personal opinion: Soft!! Cute!! I’m !!!!!!

Won’t Be Lost Forever by @lionheartedghost

Summary: “Bobby said you wouldn’t talk to him last time he came in.” The chair by the side of the bed scraped back against the linoleum. “You want to tell me what’s going on?” Buck opened his eyes. Eddie looked patiently back at him, passing a hospital canteen cup of coffee back and forth between his hands. “I won’t let you do this,” Eddie said when he didn’t answer, setting the paper cup on the little table beside him. “I won’t let you shut us out.”

Eddie helps Buck with his recovery following the ladder truck incident.Written for Evan Buckley Week, Day 6: "“I won’t let you do this.” + angst

Personal opinion: I’m overwhelmed by so much perfection what the hell

I also want to give a shout-out to @eddiedeaz because her fics for the Evan Buckley Week were, you guessed it, *chefs kiss*

[wavesmp3]

tag game(s)

im terrible at keeping up with tag games but it eats away at my soul if i wanted to do the game but just forgot or never got around to it so here i am doing tag games from october and compiling them all into one post,,, im so sorry mutuals

i was taged to do these by @wtfjuyeon @redevenir @nabi-shenanigans @seulgy @mikwrites and @love-dreams (some of yall tagged me on my main but shh)  

if you tagged me of these consider yourself tagged for any of the ones you want below lol

tagged by @/wtfjuyeon ty!!

13 songs i’ve been listening to lately

drivers lisence - oliva rodrigo 

shine shine - the boyz

red roses - laundry day

10 speed - laundry day 

was i something i said - mykey

adult - christian leave 

poison - got7

shampoo bottles - peach pit 

cupid - ryan beatty 

genesis - ryan beatty

2hrs - tobi lou 

glitter - benee

jane - laundry day

tagged by @/redevenir for these next two 

fanfic game tag

(what i learned thru this game is that I either love or trope or I hate it lol)

catch up tag 

favorite color: gold (?idk)

last song: shine shine the boyz

last show: the wilds (which was so good im reccing it to everyone)

currently reading: song of achilles

currently (re)watching: psych 

sweet, savory, or spicy: rn... spicy

craving: kimchi ramen (which i actually had like yesterday idk im just obsessed with kimchi ramen these days)

tea or coffee: i oscillate between the two but tea

tagged by @/nabi-shenanigans

put your favorite playlist on shuffle and list the first ten songs 

king and lionheart - of monsters and men 

wish you were gay - billie eilish 

youth - daughter 

deep -julia michaels 

new house - rex orange county 

8702 - tobi lou

t-shirt - boy pablo

if i - seventeen 

i need u - bts

writer in the dark - lorde

tagged by @/seulgy and @/mikwrites

bold what applies to you and italicize your aspirations

AIR

i have small hands / i love the night sky / i watch small animals and birds when i pass them by / i drink herbal tea / i wake to see dawn / the smell of dust is comforting / i’m valued for being wise / i prefer books to music / i meditate / i find joy in learning new truths from the world around me

FIRE

i don’t have straight hair / i like to wear ripped jeans and overalls / i play an organised sport / i love dogs / i am not afraid of adventure / i love to talk to strangers / i always try new foods / i enjoy road trips / summer is my favourite season / my radio is always playing

WATER

i wear bracelets on my wrists / i love the bustle of the city / i have more than one set of piercings / i read poetry / I love the sound of a thunderstorm / i want to travel the world / i sleep *til* midday most days / i love dimly lit diners and fluorescent signs / i rewatch kids’ shows out of nostalgia / i see emotions in colours not words

EARTH

i wear glasses or contacts / i enjoy doing the laundry / i am a vegetarian or vegan / i have an excellent sense of time / my humour is very cheerful / i am a valued advisor to my friends / i believe in true love / i love the chill of mountain air / i’m always listening to music / i am highly trusted by the people in my life

AETHER

i go without makeup in my daily life / i make my own artwork / i keep on track of my tasks and finish them on time / i always know true north / i see beauty in everything / i can always smell flowers / i smile at everyone i pass / i always fear history repeating itself / i have recovered from a mental disorder / i can love unconditionally

tagged by @/love-dreams 

name: shawna gender: female favorite animals: sloths ! avg hrs of sleep: like 6 or 7 i think current time: 7pm dream job: dilly dallying no jk i reallly dont have one, used to be dancer tho when i started this blog: two and half years ago  why i made this blog: wanted a place to talk about fanfic that wasnt on my main kpop blog but then this became my main kpop blog and then it became a solo svt blog basically and now its pretty much just a tbz blog lol reason for url: its me the number one hoe for the sound of waves crashing,, i love sitting or just being by the beach (hate getting in the water tho. make it make sense)

[fioress]

chicago’s very own fiore gattuso has been spotted on madison avenue driving a 2020 bentley continental gt v8 in red , welcome ! your resemblance to lorenzo zurzolo is unreal . according to tmz , you just had your twenty first birthday bash  . your chance of surviving new york is uncertain because you’re impatient , but being cunning might help you . i think being a libra explains that .  3 things that would paint  a  better picture of you would be bloodshot baby blue eyes, long drives without a specific destination, getting high by the beach. ( i have been conning money out of older women and men ever since my parents disowned me  ) & ( cismale + he/him  )

tw : abuse, homophobia

full  name : fiore emiliano luca gattuso ( first name pronounced fee-oh-reh, also see here! )

nicknames : fifi, emmy ( by people who know his middle name ), some people might say... flower boy ( fiore literally means flower in italian ) 😳

gender : cismale

height :  5 ′ 8

age : 21

birthday : october 14 , 1998

zodiac : libra  ( leo moon, aquarius ascendant )

right  handed  or  left  handed : left  handed

eye  color : baby blue

hair  color : basically dark blonde / light brown

piercing  &  tattoos : the libra symbol on his left wrist, a cartilage piercing on his right ear

languages  spoken : italian  ( native  tongue ), english, spanish, sicilian ( after many summers spent in his parents’ summer house in sicily )

sexuality : bisexual

place  of  birth : napoli, italia ( naples, italy in english )

last  3  songs  listened  to : dimmi che mi ami by dj matrix ( a full on fucking italian boy tbh ), talk is cheap by chet faker, west coast by lana del rey

character  inspo : maxxie oliver from skins u.k , adam groff from sex education ( think season 2 adam ), alyssa foley from the end of the fucking world, david rose from schitt’s creek, michael kelso from that 70′s show, a mix of nick miller & winston bishop from new girl, maeby funke from arrested development 

♡ so fiore was born to an american mother named lindsey harrison & a fully italian father named gian gattuso. his mother is a very well known politician & his father is heir of a very popular gas company, literally named gattuso gas ( yikes lol ). besides that, he is also a preacher. without saying much, his parents are very well off

♡ fiore grew up with anything he’s ever wanted ( materialistically, of course ). besides that, his parents genuinely weren’t the best of people. his mother stole millions from the so called campaigns she ran & was a generally very corrupt politician, his father treated his employees like shit & was a pretty hateful person altogether

♡ they were people who expected a lot out of their only son, which made fiore feel an insane amount of pressure from the very start. at a very young age, he showed characteristics lots of boys his age didn’t show. he did things like peeing while sitting down instead of standing up, preferred to play with dolls instead of ‘boy toys’, favored the color pink, got along better with girls, preferred to watch shows that were considered ‘girly’, etc etc. 

♡ they were very harmless things honestly, things that most parents would laugh about & turn a blind eye. however, fiore really wasn’t that lucky when it came to his parents. any time he would do anything his parents claimed a ‘normal boy wouldn’t do’, he would get a huge lecture & a beating to go with it. needless to say, he learned to hide a lot of who he really was from a very young age

♡ he did a lot of things to seek the approval of his parents. he wasn’t smart academically ( dumb boi 101 tbh ), but he tried to make them happy in other ways. fiore was never fond of sports at all, but he started playing tennis at seven years old, because it made his parents happy. truth be told, he hated tennis with every fiber of his being, but again, he did this, simply because it satisfied his parents 

♡ fiore grew up trying to be the perfect son, considering the fact his parents were very much in the public eye of everyone. it was all smiles for the pictures, but behind closed doors, he really wasn’t the happiest boy ever

♡ simply put, he has always known that he likes boys. he likes girls too, don’t get him wrong, but he knew, literally since he could remember, that he also had a thing for guys too. of course, he knew this wouldn’t settle well at all with his extremely strict & religious parents, so he buried his feelings incredibly deep 

♡ he has a lot of charm & wit & found himself getting into relationships quicker than most of his friends. he briefly dated a girl when he was fourteen, but it was when he was sixteen that things really began getting, dare i say, spicy?

♡ there was an american boy new to his very #elite school & if you guessed it, they began to date! yup, his first boyfriend at sixteen years old. fiore was basically living two lives at this point. at school, he was himself, loud & proud, but when he got home, the facade began. the way he would switch up as soon as he entered the front door to his house was honestly shockingly scary 

♡ he really felt himself falling in love with this boy even though they were both fairly young. they snuck around forever. when no one was home, he would sneak him into his room to have sex, sneak out of his house when his parents were asleep, all that fun stuff. their relationship was forbidden ( at least to fiore’s parents ). this is where it gets juicy af tho, hear me out 

♡ so one day, fiore & him get really really drunk & honestly? video record themselves having sex! 😊 they didn’t do this to post it anywhere or show anyone or anything, they really just did it for themselves. they made a few copies & kept it for themselves ( stupid boys, i know! ), but they really felt like they would get married & all that gooey lovey dovey shit so they did it because yolo i guess? this is where it gets peak #juicy

♡ so fiore & him are walking back from practice. this is a time where fiore knows no one is home & no one is coming home for a while, so when they get to his house & see his father’s car parked outside, he lowkey panics a little. of course he makes the guy leave & goes inside to see what’s going on

♡ his father asks him to come upstairs & surprisingly, leads him into his room. he says something along the lines of ‘i just want to show you this so i can hear your explanation on what the fuck this is’ & this is when fiore’s entire life practically takes a 360. his father turns on his tv & legit starts playing his sex tape with his boyfriend. just picture this though; your extremely religious & hateful father & you sitting on your bed, watching your gay sex tape with your boyfriend

♡ obviously, this news isn’t well taken by his father. to make a long story short, he gets his ass beat. like, literally almost dies type shit. when this happened, he was seventeen, almost eighteen. he knew if that was ever discovered by his parents, it wouldn’t go well, but he really didn’t think them discovering his sexuality would be that brutal

♡ his parents basically disown him at that moment. they bought him a ticket to chicago & told him they never wanna see him again. it’s sad, but he packed his things & left in two days to go live with his cousin in chicago. citizenship wasn’t a problem because he had dual citizenship due to his mother being american

♡ it doesn’t really take an expert to figure out that fiore did not take this move well at all. for months, he was really depressed. he wouldn’t go out & would just lay in bed for the longest time. he was really hurt by everything that happened & it took him a while to recover. he has also lived in italy his whole life & wasn’t really used to life in america at all, but after like the fourth month of just feeling sorry for himself, it was his cousin who snapped him back to reality

♡ slowly but surely, he began putting himself out there. his english honestly #sucked when he first got to america, but it’s gotten a lot better since then ( he still has a pretty deep italian accent though ). at first, he began working at a pizza place, but fiore slowly began to realize how much he despised working. his entire life, he received everything on a silver plater with pure golden spoons, so this? he was for sure not used to it at all. again, his life completely did a 360. he went from living in a three story mansion in the most prestigious part of rome to living in a very shitty part of chicago, broke almost always, & working a job he hated with everything he had, splitting rent with his cousin

♡ fiore did not want this at all for himself. it wasn’t until he went out clubbing ( fake id & all ), that one his friends showed him the wonders of conning people. they walked into the bar with twenty bucks and left with four thousand dollars 

♡ quickly, fiore began to learn his friends’ ways. his looks, personality & his thick italian accent helped him tremendously; it was like people literally couldn’t get enough of him. soon enough, he was conning & finessing the fuck out of older men & women for their money. he once walked into a casino with five dollars and walked out with over twelve thousand, & it was only because he stayed for like an hour only

♡ finessing people became a huge hobby of his. it was with all this money that he bought himself a luxury car & jump started his model & influencer career. it was also with this money that him & his cousin ditched chicago & moved into a much better apartment in new york. with his looks & persona, he gained followers like crazy & posted videos on youtube as well, getting sponsorships & recognition easier than he expected. he was literally living off his looks & his personality & honestly? he was here for it! 

♡ there is still a part of fiore that has a lot of issues & trauma. honestly mommy & daddy issues af, but he doesn’t talk about this at all. no one really knows how he came up or where his family is & he keeps it this way, dodging questions about his personal life as much as he can

♡ in a way, he is kind of relieved with everything that happened with his parents because now, he’s completely free to be himself & do whatever the fuck he wants, knowing very well they can’t really touch him now. of course, it still left a mark that he’s never going to be able to erase or forget ( both in his heart & on his body too ), but he feels free for once in his life & he’s honestly kind of happier now 

♡ relationship wise, he really doesn’t commit to anyone. after practically being forced to leave his now ex boyfriend at almost 18, he kind of feels like he doesn’t deserve love? it’s really fucked up but he’s genuinely convinced that no one is ever going to genuinely love him or want to be with him so he just avoids any romantic relationship of any kind, usually just hooking up with people & then leaving as soon as it’s over. the truth is that he really does want to be loved, accepted & cared for by someone he loves, accepts & cares for as well, but will it ever happen if he continues pushing people away? probably not tbh 

♡ he is a fucking drinker & hella pot smoker!! legit give him some alcohol & weed he’s happy. he always has either one on him, or both tbh 

♡ this is all that’s coming to mind rn but underneath is his bio!!

       fiore was born to lindsey and gian gattuso in naples, italy. from a very young age, he showed characteristics most boys his age didn’t show. he would pee sitting down, every time he would visit his cousins, he would rather play dolls with them instead of ‘boy toys’, favored the color pink, watched things that were considered ‘girly’, etc. of course, this never settled well with his extremely religious parents, and every time he would do something even remotely different than a ‘regular’ boy would do, he would get a huge lecture, and a beating to go with it. that being said, fiore was quick to learn to hide a lot of who he really was. he absolutely despised tennis, but he played it anyways, and he did it, simply because it made his parents happy. the gattuso’s had a ton of money, so he played tennis in nearly all of europe. he has always known that he likes boys, maybe even a little bit more than he likes girls. literally since he’s had a sense of judgement, he’s just known. of course, he kept this a secret, practically living a double life, being himself at school and someone completely different at home. it didn’t take long for him to get a boyfriend, and soon, he found himself slowly falling in love. secretly sneaking him into the house when his parents weren’t home to have quickies, holding hands with him down the school hallways, and even lying to his parents and telling them he was going going to tennis practice just to hang out with him. however, one mistake costed him, well, everything.

        they were drunk and goofing around, and decided to record themselves having sex. it was innocent and pure, both of them just making love to each other in the rawest, loveliest form. the two boys made copies of it, and fiore kept one for himself. one day, when he was trying to sneak his boyfriend into the house, he saw his dad’s car parked outside, which was odd because he was never home around that time. his boyfriend left, and he went to go investigate. his father was beyond calm, and bought him up to his room. his room. fiore was confused as his father told him to sit down on the bed, and soon, his worst nightmare became a reality. his father began playing his damn sex tape on his dvd player, and to say he was mortified was an understatement. he was humiliated, and most of all, afraid. it came without much warning, but soon, his father was throwing punches to his face, his stomach, everywhere, dragging him down the stairs just for it to continue. all he saw was blood. for the first time in forever, fiore truly felt like he had hit rock bottom. they took away his cellphone, any type of technology he had to communicate with was gone, and before he knew it, he was being shipped off to america, completely cut off by his parents.

        fiore definitely didn’t take the move so well. he was a depressed mess. he wouldn’t eat, wouldn’t sleep, and over all, just felt out of place. it took him a pretty long time, but eventually, he began adjusting. of course he was still super hurt over everything that had happened, his parents cutting him off, him being away from his now ex boyfriend, his first true love, but time luckily healed most of his pain, and soon, he found himself bettering his english, making friends, and fitting right in. at least he didn’t have to play tennis here. living with his cousin wasn’t so bad either. they constantly smoked, drank like there was no tomorrow, and he even managed to land him a job at a pizza delivery place. fiore hated this job though, but after a night our with friends, he found himself learning the art of conning and finessing older men and women. he does this like there’s no tomorrow, the money he made from all these schemes helping him jumpstart his career as an influencer and model, which bought him back to his typical luxurious lifestyle. fiore is just trying to get by, one day at a time.

extra spice:

[amaramonette]

is that [ ISABEL DURANT ]? no, that’s just [ AMARA MONETTE ]. [ SHE/HER ] is [ TWENTY-SIX ] years old and is a [ PROFESSIONAL FIGURE SKATER ]. rumor has it they’ve been in town for [ NEARLY THEIR WHOLE LIFE ]. on a good day, they’re [ PERCEPTIVE & CULTURED ]. but watch out! they can also be [ SPITEFUL & POSSESSIVE ]. [ MORAL OF THE STORY by ASHE ] plays in my head whenever i think of them. can’t wait to see them around spring hill!

hellllooo! i’m li and i’m pretty excited to be here and start using my new bby. she’s a bit of a mash-up of a few different muses that i absolutely love so i’m very stoked to see how this goes lmao. i apologize now for this bio, it took me fivever and it's hella long but like everything i do is long. ( sorry not sorry<3 ). i am also down for alllll the connections, the more drama and angst the better lol. hit me up if you’d like to plot or like this and i’ll come to you!

[ triggers: bad parenting tw, mental abuse tw, ]

GENERAL INFORMATION.

NAME → amara quinn monette NICKNAMES → mara, am, or ams AGE → twenty-six DATE OF BIRTH → october 28th PLACE OF BIRTH → springhill, nj, usa EDUCATION  → high school ged ZODIAC → scorpio GENDER → female ORIENTATION → pansexual, demiromantic RELIGIOUS VIEWS → atheist 

PHYSICAL ATTRIBUTES.

FACE CLAIM → isabel durant HEIGHT → 5'4" WEIGHT → 128 lbs HAIR COLOR → blonde EYE COLOR → blue BODY TYPE → thin, athletic

FAMILIAL INFORMATION.

FATHER →  utp monette ( WC ) MOTHER → evelyn monette  YOUNGER SISTER → utp monette ( WC )

EX-HUSBAND  → utp ( WC )

PERSONALITY.

POSITIVE TRAITS → venturesome, determined, cultured, & perceptive 
NEGATIVE TRAITS → possessive, spiteful, dramatic, & oversensitive
 INTERESTS → dancing, cooking, photography, flower pressing, yoga, dogs, & caffeine 
DISLIKES → humblebraggers and name droppers, people who talk during movies, people who say ‘you look tired’, & willful ignorance  AESTHETICS → being up before the sun, the sound of skates on fresh ice, a vintage polaroid camera, a delicious smell coming from the kitchen, & a strong red wine.  
MORAL ALIGNMENT → chaotic neutral PERSONALITY TYPE → ENFP-T ( the campaigner )

BACKSTORY.

❦ amara monette was born and raised in spring hill, new jersey to a marine biologist and local contractor. her family has always been fairly well known in town as her father has been quite a pillar in the community and his company has done a lot of work for the town. her only sibling is six years younger than her and the two sisters have been like oil and water since the beginning and have never been able to see eye to eye on anything.

❦ the monette family dynamics could easily be categorized as dysfunctional but in amara’s eyes, that term is putting it lightly. there’s never been any doubt in the eldest daughter’s mind that she was an unplanned accident—a fact she’d gotten her mother to admit after heavy plying with wine when she was only a young teen. “if we didn’t have you, I could still be doing what I love.” her mother blathered drunkenly.

❦ the only person who didn’t treat her like that—as though she’d ruined their life—was her father, though due to his work, he spent more time out of the house than with his family. unlike her mother or sister, the one thing her father always did was encourage amara. remind her that no matter what she was striving for, it was possible and just within reach.

❦ the bond amara shared with her father was special, just as the bond her sister shared with their mother was special. though her sister also shared a loving, positive bond with BOTH of their parents and what amara shared with their mother was anything but positive or loving.

❦ at the age of four, her mother enrolled her in ballet classes hoping to teach the rambunctious little girl some discipline. much to her mother’s surprise, mara fell in love with dance immediately. but ballet, or dance in any such capacity, hadn’t been apart of her mother's ultimate plan for her. the following year, despite all the crying and protests from her daughter, the wannabe ballerina found herself being taught to ice skate.

❦ she didn’t particularly enjoy skating, not like the other girls she trained with did, but amara succeeded in ways many of them couldn’t over the years. her indifference to the sport and at being the best had given her an edge above the competition. and the more naturally gifted she proved to be at the sport, the further her mother pushed amara and the more intense the training became. as she got older she managed to convince her mother to let her enroll in dance classes once more if only to help in the long run, she’d say. it was in those moments, those classes, that she felt most at peace. as though she’d found just where she was meant to be—or what she ought to be doing. she’s never stopped dancing since. 

❦ at the age of nine, her mother had her pulled out of school to be privately tutored so she could spend more time on the ice—her mother only had one goal and she never let amara forget it. the olympics. though before her mother had the chance to remove her from school, the blonde had already made the best friend she could ever ask for. ( WC )

❦ it wasn’t until years later, at thirteen, she discovered that her mother had been forcing her down the same path she’d been set on as a girl. whereas her younger sister found herself free to pursue whatever interests she’d like, amara found herself on a rink shaped prison. and the unwavering pressure her mother applied only made it feel as though her ice space was forever shrinking.

��� amara spent a majority of her youth and teens training, both on and off the ice, and whatever little free time she had left was spent with her small group of friends. friends her mother disliked for the most part and did all she could to keep her daughter away from. forcing amara to spend time with the other skaters in her class at every turn. not that she’d ever been able to fit in with them even if she wanted to. ( WCs )

❦ becoming a legal adult and dreaming of what it would finally be like to have the freedom she’d always longed for was just about all the blonde could do to keep moving forward. to keep her mother from truly bringing him down. but the relentless pressure from the cold-hearted woman and the fact that she showed no signs of letting up or letting amara walk away if she so desired to caused her to finally crack just a few months shy of her eighteenth birthday.

❦ like a thief in the night, amara disappeared from her parents home taking as many of her belongings with her as she could carry, save for all her skating gear. she spent several weeks sleeping on the couches of different friends while hiding from her mother and whatever wrath she intended to unleash for her missing so much ice time and standing up the coaches her parents paid plenty of money for.

❦ it was in those weeks of solitude that amara discovered what skating actually meant to her and just how much she still needed it in her life. the seventeen-year-old realized that she wasn’t as ready to hang up her skates as she previously thought and that there was still a thing or two she could learn from being on the rink.

❦ amara returned to the ice on the sole condition that her mother would let her do things her own way and would stop projecting her own regrets and more importantly wants on her daughter. things began to look up after that for the monette family in more ways than one and dysfunction that had once been so deeply rooted began to dissolve away just a bit. ( not so much between the sister lol, mostly just amara and her mom )

❦ she moved out on her own not long after, eager to have a life of her own as best she could, but being as clueless and willing to trust as she was, amara made many mistakes and gave her heart away much too easily which only led to it being crushed repeatedly by those who weren’t worthy of safeguarding it, to begin with. ( WCs )

❦ at twenty-one, after only dating for about a year amara married the man she believed was the one. however, it didn’t take her long to see just how incredibly wrong she was and the relationship was more toxic than anything else. she filed for divorce ten months later. ( WC )

❦ amara continued skating in hopes of making the olympic team—but this time the dream truly belonging to her, which seemed to pay off as she managed to do so successfully twice in 2014 and again in 2018. the blonde got a bronze medal in 2014 and didn’t place at all in 2018 after taking a nasty fall during her long program and making the mistake of not taking enough overall risks to make up for it. spooked after the olympic fall that nearly ended her entire career, amara decided to stop skating at a competitive level.

❦ in the following years, amara found herself joining several different national ice-skating tours but couldn’t quite shake the feeling of how far she’d fallen and how demeaning her life now seemed, skating for nothing more than mere amusement. unsatisfied and upset upon coming to the conclusion there was nothing else she could truly exceed at, amara took up the mantle that countless other incredible skaters also had, coach. a rewarding job that’s more or less left her at peace. 

OTHER IMPORTANT INFO.

❦ growing up, she was the most curious of children, constantly asking questions and wanting to know more about anything and everything. as the years passed, her curiosity never quite fizzled out as her parents as hoped. instead, the small blonde just became more confident in her ability to get the answers she sought and more determined to have it when a person wasn’t forthright with her. it’s something that leads her to trouble too often as she’s brought on a whole new meaning to the idea of questioning authority.

❦ amara can be quite a master of deceit and manipulation if she’d like. she gets a sort of amusement out of playing games with people and confusing them, especially with those she doesn’t get on well with. she definitely has a few different faces and is very particular about when she wears which face. her sweet face, where she’s likely to try and charm the pants off people, is the face she wears most of the time when interacting with strangers or just the general public. few people have ever seen her at her truest and those who have are either the ones she trusts most or the ones who’ve crossed her in unforgivable ways.

❦ anyone who knows amara is aware of how jealous or possessive she can be of those in her life she cares for. she’s never been able to quite help herself and isn’t afraid to make her feelings known when she feels her relationships have been infringed upon in any way. making friends and building relationships has always been something she’s struggled with as her childhood wasn’t normal in any sense. all her time after school was spent training—on or off the ice. and when she wasn’t training she was home with her family who she didn’t quite mesh with.

WANTED CONNECTIONS.

childhood best friend

ex-husband

father

younger sister

old friends —

new friends 

rivals 

exes / flings 

i’m here for it allll!

[afterglow-prompts]

a hundred dialogue prompts

hey all! awhile ago i decided that for every 25 sets put out, i’ll be doing mass prompts! i hope you enjoy this. i have each original prompt list linked in each number for your convenience. also, i’ll link the other ones below this note as soon as i put them out! thank you all so much!

this is going to be long lol, all prompts under the cut

fifty otp prompts                         

#1

“That was my sarcastic voice.” “That sounded a lot like your normal voice.” “So I’ve heard.”

“I’m going to lose my last shred of sanity.” “You can’t lose what you don’t have.”

“I can’t tell if they’re enemies or lovers.” “Neither can I, but I can sure as hell say that they’re entertaining.”

“I’m going to need you to put on pants before we do anything else.” “I am wearing pants!” “Male booty shorts in the dead of winter do not count as pants.”

#2

“Do you want to know what you’re feeling right now?” “And what would that be?” “Absolute stupidity.” 

“Even if I had a week, I couldn’t list all the reasons why this won’t work.”

“I’m going to need about six more cups of coffee before I lose the nerve to do this.”

“I may act like an angel, but I’m definitely not Cupid. Do you know why? First, I can hardly find a date for myself. Second, my butt only looks semi-fabulous in a diaper.”

#3

“See, someone thinks I’m funny!” “Well statistically, someone has to.”

“Both of you have been glancing at each other for the past two fucking hours when the other isn’t looking. Will you please make out already!”

“I read a lot of fanfiction. Trust me, I know how this will turn out.”

“Don’t put money on me losing, you dipshit.”

#4

“Stop fighting over her, we don’t have time for a love triangle right now!”

“I’m the world champion of laziness. I’d go and grab the fake belt my parents made as a joke, but it’s all the way upstairs.”

“Let me help you, I know you’re not that strong.” “I’m strong enough to carry your corpse into the woods, so I suggest you shut up.”

“People say I act like I don’t care. It’s not an act.”

#5

“My feelings for you are like the colors of the night sky, blinding, beautiful, and seemingly endless.”

“I can’t tell them I’m writing the love notes, they’ll kill me!”

“I didn’t mean to fall in love with them, it kind of just happened.”

“I’ll be yours until all the stars fall out of the sky.”

#6

“Are you allergic to happiness?” “No, but I’m allergic to your stupidity.”

“You can’t lose weight by running away from your feelings.” “I can damn well try.”

“You should apologize.” “Fine. Unfuck you or whatever you want me to say.”

“I could hurt you if I wanted.” “So could a dedicated duck. You’re not special.”

#7

“I’m here to save you, of course.” “Sorry to ruin your fantasy, but I don’t need to be saved.”

“My mood is currently screaming into oblivion.”

“Are you okay?” “No, next question.”

“You’re cute as hell.” “Coincidentally, that’s where I came from.”

#8

“Why for the love of everything good and holy are you screaming like your ass is on fire?”

“I am nothing if not consistent.” “Yeah, a consistent pain in my ass.”

“This is the most humiliating thing to ever happen to me!” “What about the time where-.” “Let’s not do this!”

“Sorry I hit you, my first instinct was to attack.” “You didn’t know it was me?” “Oh, I knew.”

#9

“You need to lay off the caffeine.” “Do that and you might need to lay off your life because I will make it a living fucking hell.”

“You made me chocolate chip cookies? How thoughtful! You are the best person ev-. OH MY GOSH. THIS HAS RAISINS IN IT YOU ASSHOLE! YOU KNOW I HATE RAISINS GET BACK HERE.”

“There are 1,013,913 words in the English language, but I could never string them together to accurately enough to explain how much I want to hit you with a chair.”

“I love you dearly, but I am going to shove you into a trash can the first chance I get.” “Fair enough.”

#10

“If you take that cupcake, I will hit you with a chair. Repeatedly.” “Don’t do it. They’ve done it to me before.”

“Be polite.” “Go fuck yourself.”

“Sing this with me or I’ll kick your ass.”

“When every door around you is closed, kick one in with brute force.”

#11

“I dreamed about you last night.” “I’m just the pizza delivery guy. Please sign the receipt and let me leave.”

“Haven’t you ever heard the phrase ‘pick your battles’?” “Yes, and I pick all of them.”

“I will not hesitate to strangle you.” “Can you even reach my neck?”

“I hate you with every inch of my being!” “That’s not a lot of inches.”

#12

“For fuck’s sake, stop, stop talking about yourself like that! It makes me sick!” “Why? You don’t care!” “The fuck I don’t! I love you. Every single part of you.”

“Breathe for me, my darling. You have to breathe to live.”

“This unworthy heart of mine will always be yours, do not forget that.”

“A warrior without scars is either play-acting or very, very good.” “Who said I didn’t have scars?”

#13 (what is it with me and the terrible angst?)

“C’mon, they’re only a few scratches.” “You were in a car crash you insolent little shit!”

“I thought I lost you. Do you have any idea, even a minuscule one, on how much that hurt me?”

“Don’t you dare lie to me. Not about this.”

“Giving away love never hurt anyone.” “But if you give away too much, what is left for yourself?”

#14

“You are the human version of a migraine.”

“Is it too early to have a breakdown this week?” “It’s Monday.” “That doesn’t answer my question.”

“In your opinion, what is the height of stupidity?” “How tall are you?” 

“I may be a mechanic, but I can’t fix stupid.”

#15 

“Why do you have a picture of your dog on the top of your tree?” “Because he’s the brightest star ever.”

“It’s Christmas!” “Yeah, it’ll also be your death date unless you let me go back to sleep.”

“And you put a picture of Dwayne ‘the Rock’ Johnson in my stocking because?” “Because I couldn’t find any coal or other rocks so I put that in there instead.”

“Christmas is overrated.” “There’s the door, I think it’s time for you to go through it and leave.”

#16

“You really think you can beat me at Mario Kart? I have spent years studying the game and developing my skills. I spent hours upon hours training until my hands cramp. Even my TV is judging the amount of time I’ve spent playing, and you think you can beat me? Let’s fucking go.”

“Shut up? Shut up? I haven’t shut up for seventeen years and I’m not about to start now!”

“Um, did you tell me it was impossible to sing along with a guitar solo? Stand back. Your insurance doesn’t cover blown minds.”

“My songs are lost on you. You simply don’t know how to enjoy them.”

#17 (this is my most popular prompt list & it is full of the fluffiest prompts)

“Did you just kiss me?” “Was I not supposed to?” “I don’t know, but could you do it again?”

“I might be in love with you.” “That’s great to hear since I am in love with you.”

“I’ll be yours until all the stars fall out of the sky.”

“You missed. Your lips were supposed to touch mine, you dingbat.”

#18

“You’re really good at Mariokart.” “You say that like you’re surprised. It’s almost like I didn’t train for years to be the best.”

“I need to be twenty times hotter than I am right now.” “Twenty times zero is still zero.”

“I can’t tell if you’re being arrogant or ignorant.” “Both, probably.”

“Let’s not do this.” “What could go wrong? We’re all wearing helmets and the shopping cart is fully padded!”

#19

“Sarcasm is the lowest form of wit.” “Well if I didn’t have sarcasm, I’d have to flat out tell people that they’re an idiot. My mother raised me better than that.”

“It’s what’s on the inside that’s beautiful.” “Oh yeah, my intestines are blushing up a storm right now.”

“Why are you laughing at a picture of a potato?” “It reminded me of you.”

“Is that supposed to be an insult, you unimaginative dishrag?”

#20

“Get over here, being apart of the group means being apart of group hugs.”

“My pants may be down around my ankles, but judging by your blush, I look very attractive in my underwear.”

“I’m sorry for all the stuff I said.” “And the punch to the jaw?” “No, you definitely deserved that.”

“Bad things keep happening to me. It’s like I have bad luck or something.” “No, the reason you have bad luck is because you’re a dumbass.” 

#21

“You have beautiful eyes.” “Thanks, I need them to see.”

“Fuck off, it’s three in the morning.”

“Definitely not my finest hour.” “Do you think?”

“We do not have time for theatrics, move your ass!”

#22

“I have updated my list of people I trust and things I believe to NO ONE and NOTHING.”

“Do you think I have anger issues?” “Well, I wouldn’t call it an issue. An issue is something you can fix.”

“I’m sorry I called you stupid, I thought you already knew.”

“You said you wanted my honest opinion, and there you have it. You’re a dumbass.”

#23

“Don’t underestimate us.” “Our team motto is maybe we’ll get lucky this time.”

“What am I allergic to?” “Blueberries, roses, and the full spectrum of human emotions.”

“Don’t look at me, this isn’t my fault.” “But aren’t you the one who set the kitchen on fire?” “How was I supposed to know that a slim jim is flammable?”

“Fuck off.” “It’s always nice to feel wanted.”

#24

“As the saying goes in Shakespeare’s time, goest fucketh thyself.”

“I am sixty percent water, twenty percent mountain dew, twenty percent pizza, and one hundred percent swag.” “That’s two hundred percent.” “I’m twice the person you’ll ever be.”

“Go crawl up Satan’s ass.”

“I wish I was one of those people who thrives on the danger of leading a double life. You know, Bruce Wayne, Peter Parker, Hannah Montana.”

#25

“Why must you attack me with your words.” “Do you want me to use rocks?”

“On a scale from one to ten, you’re a nine and I’m the one you need.” “No, what the fuck, I’m a ten.”

“You have a cute nose, don’t make me break it.”

“It’s been a long week.” “It’s the middle of a Monday.” “As I said, it’s been a long week.”

[mellovesmusic]

Ideal Cut in Japan - 9/8

I’m not going to do a play by play account of the concert like I tried to do with the arena tour.  I realized halfway through trying to write it that I didn’t remember of half of everything and I was just trying to fill up dead space.  It wasn’t a very fun review to write and I’d guess it wouldn’t be that fun to read.   I will try to get it up eventually, hopefully, but I want to write about Ideal Cut while its still fresh.

I’ve seen Seventeen many times now, but each time I go I’m always impressed with what new things they bring to the stage.  Nothing will probably be as intense as seeing them for the first time in Kobe (or standing five feet away from them in Nagoya), but Ideal Cut was it’s own sort of lovely.   Overall, it was just so damn fun.  During so many stages the joy that Seventeen brought was simply infectious, and I had to apologize to the people next to me for accidentally whacking them with my carat bong.

The concert was structured largely around performances of the B-sides from Director’s Cut that weren’t included in the first round of performances, interspersed with remixes of old concert favorites (usually the more intense dance songs).  The overall mood was a bit dark and intense towards the beginning before mellowing a little and then turning towards high energy and cute.  In general, the performances sequenced amazingly well--whoever was in charge of the concert set list knew what they were doing.  (I wish we could get someone like that on Seventeen’s album track lists, because they often don’t have that same kind of flow.)

The chief standout from the first half had to be the performance of Shoot Me Before Your Go followed by Flower.   Both of these songs already have a dark and sexy reputation, but boy did the performances play it up.   Every head tilt that Woozi and Hoshi did was absolutely oozing charisma and sex appeal.   I am a little disappointed that I zoned out for half a second and missed Woozi’s ad lib line that caused the stands around me to fill with screams.   Jeonghan opened Flower by dramatically exposing his throat because apparently we were still too alive after the previous performance, and that set the tone for a performance that echoed Dance of the 13th Month but added a darker and more sensual element.

The thing I like about these performances is sure, they were hot, but the hotness was intertwined with Seventeen’s energy as performers.  There were no generic shirt lifts and no obvious standout homoerotic fanservice (this tended to happen during the talk sessions instead).   Instead, the sensuality of their movements was tied to the music and helped elevate it.   This isn’t to say Seventeen Aren’t Like Those Other Sluts--because honestly these performances are kind of slutty and that’s part of what makes them good.   Just that the thought put into these performances puts them on a another level.

Hip Hop team stood out in the unit section probably because they displayed the most growth.  I don’t really like Un Haeng Il Chi (I’m not sure why Mr. Dollar Sign Coups is off dissing nugu groups who haven’t really dissed Seventeen--and there’s not a lot of dynamics in the rapping), but the song was framed much better than last year and everyone has improved as a rapper.   The unreleased song they followed with has all the things that were good about their previous work but they’ve added a really really infectious beat and great dynamics..  I really hope they release this on Soundcloud because there’s no way it’s getting to be on a CD with all the cussing.

Vocal Team in general was a bit more low key.  I love both 20 and Pinwheel, but while Hip Hop and Performance Team have taken steps in new directions I feel they’ve remained mostly static.  We’ve gone from an uplifting radio ballad filled with longing to a sad radio ballad filled with longing.   We’ll have to see how things change once they incorporate Come to Me into their concert repertoire.  However, I think they would really benefit from a rock (or pseudo-rock) single because Woozi, DK, and Seungkwan were getting their entire lives during Run to You.

Performance team did pretty much the same thing they did during the arena tour which was perform popular favorites.   However, I did think their performance of Swimming Fool was particularly good.   It seems that recently Dino has sort of embraced his baby image now that he has realized cuteness can be a weapon and it has increased his power tenfold.   He did a coy little act at the beginning of his part that really set the stage.

Rocket was another performance highlight--the song is just the epitome of fun and it was the perfect choice as the concert was nearing it’s close.  Joshua and Vernon brought the high and slightly silly energy and combined with the choreography it felt like one big party.

The talk segments were 50% Hoshi being dramatic, 25% Seungkwan being dramatic, 10% Vernon being embarrassed, and the rest the translator trying to keep up.    The introductory talk was mostly taken up by Hoshi, as is customary, getting the entire stadium chanting “prince,” running over to the center stage, posing dramatically on the floor, and introducing himself after the classic call and response -- “What time is it?”  “Ten-ten!!!!”  Vernon kind of felt like he had a tough act to follow after this, so they suggested he also run out to the center stage--after which he introduced himself normally.  He’s so cute. T.T

The second talk was mostly devoted to changing the carat bong colors through ~magic~, first to blue by Minghao doing a samba (I think this was a Korean pun that I didn’t get?), and then pink by Dino through Billy Jean.  This was apparently “Lee Chan Pink” which prompted Seungkwan to yell “LEE CHAN PINK IN YOUR AREA,” and then Dino danced Dddu Ddu Ddu which “accidentally” changed the color of the lights again.  

Then someone (I think it was either Jun or Mingyu; I’m really sorry I don’t remember exactly what happened) decided to make the lights flash rainbow by doing a ~wave dance~ with another member.  But that wasn’t all of it, oh no, in order for the “magic” to work all the carats had to do the dance too.  I can’t really capture in words how funny it was to hear the interpreter ask Carats to please try to do their best sexy dance while Dino and Mingyu did the wave all the way to the floor.  We definitely failed the first time--it was a fun mess in general.  At one point Seungkwan thanked the interpreter for putting up with them for two years.

The VCRs followed the general flow of the concert.  The first one was generic and serious (with S.coups listening to tapes in a kitchen for some reason?)  I was expecting something similar for the other VCRs -- but then all of a sudden there was Perf Team communing with space whales, Vocal Team calling down the stars, and Hip Hop team entering video tapes (I think?).  

We got an adorable little fairy tale where Seventeen transformed in miniature versions of themselves, dressed as their respective BongBongs.   Through a series of antics they eventually moved across a room and eventually obtained a SHINee lightstick ring pop.  The last VCR was pretty similar in aesthetics to the first but it was just so heartwarming and wholesome.  It ended with Seventeen running through a field with smiles on their faces and it was just so so nice.

Speaking of nice (you might even say Very Nice), I really like how the end of the concert framed the relationship between Seventeen and Carats.  Concert brochures often have a message that everyone is supposed to show to the artist near the end of a programs.  The message that Carats showed to Seventeen during Love Letter roughly translates to “Carats are by Seventeen’s side” or “Carats are Seventeen’s allies.”  

Dino echoed the sentiment later during their goodbye talk by saying something similar, reversing the roles of Seventeen and Carats.  This was based on a line in Love Letter that translates “with the wind by my side.”  What I really like in this scenario is that Seventeen aren’t the writers of the love letter--they’re the wind--connecting us in human relationships through their music and performance and helping us feel secure.  That, for me, captures the ideal relationship between fans and idols--not a romantic one but one of mutual support.

Seungkwan also gave a really heartfelt speech about how far they’ve come and how much it means to their families to see them receive this much love.   I really wish I had remembered and understood more of it, because it left me with a mushy feeling of goodness inside.  Many of the other members told us to sleep well -- Jeonghan in particular said we should meet him in our dreams and not Joshua or DK lol.   They finished with the Japanese version of Healing (in which Woozi was literally smothered with love) and Very Nice, which they refused to finish multiple times.

And that was Ideal Cut!  Feel free to ask me questions if you stumble upon this review; I did leave some things out for the sake of brevity.

[kdenbibi]

A little defensive

Bruce Wayne X Black!Reader

Summary: You’ve had your fair share of assholes to deal with so the snide and rude comments don’t bother you anymore, Bruce however?  that’s a whole nother’ story

Warnings: Your favorite internet trolls, Bruce’s ability to be petty

Author note: This is my first request!!! I hope it’s what you wanted, this was my first time writing for the big bad bat himself so i’m sorry if its wack :’) Feedback is welcomed and encouraged and of course, requests are absolutely open so request away

tag list @mirajanestrauss1999

“Bruce Wayne can date who he want but at least make her pretty lol.”

“(Y/n) is such a strange choice for a fling, not to be racist but black is so not his usual type.”

“Interracial dating is low-key ugly lmao”

“She’d be prettier if she was lighter.” My eyes rolled hard at the keyboard warriors latest onslaught of bitter words directed directly at me, I knew I’d only work myself up but I couldn’t help myself, a sick curiosity possessed me to look through my mentions on Twitter.

I leaned into the warm sheets surrounding my body with a sigh, I weeded through the tweets for something actually relavent to me before tossing the device away from my reach, usually I wouldn’t be tempted to be on the device but  Bruce wasn’t with me so I was left to my own devices. The rare moments Bruce and I did get together were spent just like that, together, away from the rest of the world and their problems. I smiled at the thought of the usually stoic man, today was supposed to be one of those sickly sweet days spent draped around one another like cling wrap, but he was pulled away to the office, some kind of emergency that required his presence. With some pushing fro me, he very reluctantly climbed out of the nest of blankets and pillows a few hours ago.

“Baby you gotta go.” “I think they’ll survive without me for a day.” He mumbled into my shoulder making no effort to get up, I felt him smile against my skin, his arm quickly latching around my midsection.“Nuh uh I see what you trynna do over there- no starting something till you handle your business.” He laughed as I pushed  away from him. “Are you kicking me out of my own bed?” I pushed myself up on my elbows to look him in the eyes,

“Yes.”

He rolled over on his back with a sigh, I shamelessly watched his body stretch out, the muscles expanding as he moved.His body was more like a machine than anything, after so long of being the bat, scars were bound to litter his warm  skin, sometimes I think he forgot he was human, that he wasn’t just a nameless figure of Justice who stuck fear in the hearts of his enemy’s, it took me almost two years to break the two identities apart, and now there was a fine line between the two, so fine even he could see the difference, the real Bruce Wayne had been buried under an endless quest to clean up Gotham, but now, he was beginning to shine through.

 Like this moment for instance, as he begrudgingly got ready, pouting all the while. That was Bruce Wayne, despite being a grown man he had these rare moments where he acted like a teenager, almost like the lack of childhood peeked through from time to time. He fastened his tie in the mirror, meeting my eye in the reflection. “See something you like?” One of his thick brows arched, a playful smirk resting on his lips.

“Maybe I do, maybe I don’t, what are you gonna do about it?” I spoke walking over to try and wrap my arms around his large form, he laughed finishing his tie before turning so we faced each other. I leaned up to rest my hands against his chest. “Now look who’s trynna start something.” He spoke breaking our stare off. I pulled away with a laugh, making my way back to the bed. “Hurry up and come back so you can finish what you started.” He grabbed his suit jacket, sliding the expensive material over his arms before leaving with a smirk and a quick kiss to the forehead. That was a solid two hours ago and he still had yet to return, as tempting as it would be to just lull myself back to sleep until he arrived, the bad taste those comments left in my mouth forced me up for the day.

Knowing Bruce, he’d give me that stupid glare he reserves for criminals if he knew what I did. See the thing is, he’s told me a million and one times to avoid all things social media, he knew how nasty the world could get, how lies spread faster than the truth and people would always believe what they wanted to, but I refused to run away from my life, I wasn’t about to let some close minded twats have that much of an impact on what I did, so I went through my morning routine of deleting all the negativity I could stomach to scan through on my timeline and slowly drinking some of Alfred’s famous tea to warm up my body.

When Bruce finally returned to me I was half way through a novel I borrowed from the manor’s library, it was an old annoyingly, spooky Stephen King novel so when the bedroom door slammed open I couldn’t fight the Yelp that left my mouth.“Christ Almighty you almost gave me a heart attack.” I laughed lightly putting a hand to my chest, my smile fell when I saw the expression on his face, his face was set in unmovable stone, almost as if he was still wearing the cowl, I shivered at the unspoken anger in his eyes. “Baby?” I asked hesitantly rising from my seat, I placed the book down on the nearby table and met his gaze. “What’s wrong?” Usually when something bad happened he would try to carry all the weight alone, not wanting to bother another with the responsibility of resolving whatever the problem was. One of the things we overcame with separating Bruce from the bat was this very issue, from the look on his face I couldn’t help but worry something happened between this morning and now so bad we’d end up fifty steps back. “Bruce?” He was silent as he pulled out his phone, he typed away before handing me the device.I scanned over the collective of negative headlines, all different but all surrounding me and him.Mostly me.I stared at him even more confused. “Baby that’s nothing, you told me yourself to ignore that kinda stuff.” He finally spoke. “The reason they pulled me in today was to talk about this- my PR representative showed me that and then some.” He scoffed leaning heavily on his knuckles against a dresser. “Did you know people were saying all horrible these things?"I sighed walking over to his tense form, I placed a hesitant palm on his shoulder, 

"Well yeah-”

“How long?”

“Since we’ve been dating, but baby it’s nothing new, I don’t let it bother me.”

“Well it bothers me.” He hastily loosened his tie, tossing it somewhere off in the room, now beginning to pace the shiny marble floors. “I don’t care if they trash my name, or my company, but you?” He scoffed, anger shining through in his tense actions.“I won’t sit back- I can’t.” I watched him, my worry clear before I forced myself to calm down. I made him meet my eye, grabbing the sides of his face, stopping him in his tracks.“Hon I know- but you need to calm down, don’t act when you’re angry, you may do something you’ll regret.” His expression softened for a moment as he leaned into my touch subconsciously. “You’re one of - if not the most- incredible people I’ve ever encountered, you’re naively kind but all the same stubbornly intelligent, you’re what keeps me sane. So it’s hard to watch idiots who have no idea what kind of amazing human being you are judge you for something as ridiculous and trivial as the color of your skin.” He quickly worked himself back up so I wordlessly pulled him to his bed. He landed on his back with a huff, I pushed myself off of the soft mattress to get up and close the blinds, I took both our phones and silenced them, before putting them across the room. He stared at me with a face that asked what I was doing but I said nothing. I pulled his shoes off before kicking off my own. “What are you up too?” He spoke, the words were still serious as ever but slightly amused.I sighed with a sad smile. “Growing up- and sometimes to this day- it felt like a crime to be brown, anything and everything you did was wrong or not enough, so when the world got just a little too bleak for me to handle, I would shut it out for a little while and collect my bearings so I could face the challenges with a clear mind.” He stared at me as I climbed my way up his stupidly big bed until I made it to him. I hovered over his body, a small grin on my face as I stared at him. “We’re gonna shut the world out, because they don’t deserve our attention right now.” He said nothing but them smile growing on his face told me everything I needed to hear. His eyes turned soft, his body finally un-tensing and Bruce, had finally come back to me.

We laid there for hours, curled into each other’s bodies, hands never leaving the other persons as we  talked about anything and everything, the conversation never had a direct direction but that’s what made it nostalgic, like we were both seventeen again, and our biggest worries were senior year. 

The butterflies raving in my stomach never left when I looked at him, no matter how long we’d been together, I could always fall a little more in love with the man who laid before me. Thankfully, the drama from before was pretty much forgotten as we settled into the night, at least I thought it was. I woke up later in the evening searching for his warmth in my sleep but coming up empty, I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes as I aimlessly walked down the manor’s extensive hallways until I found the door I was looking for. I’d been down in the cave a handful of times but I never got used to opening the secret door in his study, I always felt like James Bond afterwards. I made my way down the steps, my bare feet almost stung with every step down, I forgot how cold it could get in here.I couldn’t help but overhear a conversation between one of the boys and Bruce. “Remind me again why I’m hacking into Twitter accounts on a school night?.” The loud sound of typing was heard before Bruce responded. “Recon.” The other voice laughed- I now realized who it was.

“Tim?” They both looked up, the younger man smiling at me.“Hey (y/n)! Fancy seeing you here, Couldn’t sleep?” I crossed my arms, trying my best to look intimidating in my robe and bonnet. “I was asleep, but my Bruce-is-about-to-do-something-stupid senses were tingling so I figured I’d come check it out.”

 Tim barked out a laugh before covering it up with a cough at the Bat glare™ he received. He turned back to the computer with an awkward whistle. Bruce turned to me, removing his cowl so we were face to face.“You should go back to bed, I’ll be in later.”

“Oh I’ll go back to sleep, if you tell me what you’re doing over there.”

“That’s confidential.”

“He’s making me hack into some random Twitter accounts.” I could feel the glare he gave Tim all the way across the room. “Bruce!” “This is justice.” “This is petty is what it is.” He crossed his arms, smirk ever present on his smug face.“Cyber bullying is illegal, I’m just doing my job. "Tim peaked his head out from behind Bruce 

"Wait who got bullied.”

“No one" 

”(Y/n)”

 Bruce and I spoke simultaneously, Tim made some sort of noise of acknowledgement before the typing noises intensified.“Yeah they got this coming."I sighed into my hands. "Tim not you too! You’re supposed to be the smart one.” He leaned back, satisfied with whatever it is that he did. “Exactly, that’s why these jerks won’t be bothering you or anyone anymore.” I sighed walking past Bruce’s smug figure to kiss Tim’s temple, “I don’t agree with either of y'all but- Thank you, I appreciate it.” I then leaned over to give a quick peck to Bruce and question him"Are you done being petty or do I have to worry all night?“ He grabbed my hands bringing them to his mouth for a sweet kiss."I’m done.” I squinted at him before shrugging and heading back to the warmth of his bed. “Tim, look up how much it would be to buy Twitter.”

“Dear god Bruce.”

[leaves-of-three]

Day Eleven || So Impressed

Connor Murphy x Reader

Word Count: 2674

Summary: Enlisting the help of Connor to cheat on homework. [This is part of an in progress series. You can follow along here.]

Author Note: Nothing will ever top the build up to that Connor kiss last time. Everything will be downhill from there. I suck at life I’m sorry I’m trying my best. Writing is hard sometimes tho. It’s 5 am why am I awake. Help me. 

When you were just six years old, you were adamant on becoming a veterinarian. You performed countless surgeries on your stuffed animals with the plastic doctor’s kit you had received for Christmas. It wasn’t until you realized that actual surgeries would be done on living animals and involve real blood that you allowed that dream fade away. When you were twelve, you were certain you were going to become a paleontologist. You had dug a moderately sized hole in your backyard searching for fossils. Then your dad let you watch Jurassic Park for the first time and the thought of finding dinosaurs suddenly became a terrifying profession. At sixteen, you dreamed of traveling the world and visiting far off lands. You bought travel books at your local book store with your babysitting money and made detailed plans in your journal on the places you’d visit. Then you began calculating the costs of such elaborate trips and, as the money grew, your dreams sank. 

At seventeen and your start of senior year, all you wanted was to disappear. You had no dreams. You had no hopes or plans for the future. You just wanted to be erased from history. But like life had been teaching you all along, those things were bound to change eventually. Last night they had. Life gave you Connor and you no longer wanted to disappear. Quite the opposite, in fact. You wanted to be seen. By him. You were one hundred percent lusting over that mysterious boy. In your typical fashion, when you started to fall for the idea of something or someone, you fell hard. There was no holding you back. You gave them everything. It had been a curse in the past and cause for some serious heartbreaks. 

This time you wanted to play it safe. You’d been hurt too much. You had trusted too many of the wrong people. Recent events had broken you down to nothing. As much as you wanted give Connor your heart on a silver platter, you knew you had to resist. Your heart had been butchered over the summer. You were still in the process of trying to sew it back together but there were so many pieces and you were getting so tired. Even if you wanted to, you knew you couldn’t give Connor half of what he deserved. It didn’t stop you from day dreaming though. Living out fantasies inside your head was harmless enough. You could trick yourself into being happy. 

You sat at your desk, staring out your bedroom window, with your laptop opened in front of you. Connor kept dancing through your thoughts. You were supposed to be working on an English paper about 1984 by George Orwell. You had forgotten to keep up with the reading and were going off Spark Notes to get the paper done. You bet Connor had read this book before. He’d probably already gone through all the classics they made you read for school. You smiled dreamily to yourself at the thought. Maybe you should text him to see... 

Y/N: Today 1:22 pm: Have you read George Orwell’s 1984? 

You placed your phone down beside you and waited for a reply. When it didn’t come as fast as you hoped, you forced yourself to turn back to your laptop. The open word document was still blank apart from your name written in the corner. This paper needed to be five pages and you were struggling to even get out a single sentence. You yawned. How was it possible that you were still tired after getting a full 9 nine hours of sleep last night? It had been one of the best sleeps you had gotten this week too. For once, you had gone to bed with a smile instead of tears. 

You lazily smiled now as you remembered the events of yesterday. You could still feel Connor’s hands tangled and gripping onto your hair, his mouth zealously attacking yours, the way he had pulled you so close him like he had been waiting so long for this moment to happen. You had never felt such passion in a single kiss before. Your stomach fluttered with excitement as you remembered and you felt yourself blushing alone in your room. It had been perfect. 

Your phone vibrated over the wooden surface of your desk. Your eyes shot open at the sound.

Connor: Today 1:54 pm: ya it’s one of my favs y? 

Y/N: Today 1:54 pm: I’ve got to write a report on it and I forgot to finish the reading. I was wondering if I could steal your thoughts on the book and pass them off as my own ;)

Connor: Today 1:55 pm: wats it bout 

Y/N: Today 1:57 pm: Analyze the Party's level of power over its citizens, specifically through the lens of psychological manipulation. Name the tools the Party uses to maintain this control and discuss their effectiveness.

Connor: Today 1:58 pm: lol face time me i’ll help u out

Your heart started to race. Facetime? Shit. You leaped out of your chair. You hadn’t showered today, you had on no makeup, you face was breaking out, and you had been living in your pajamas all afternoon. This was not a cute look. Connor may have seen you go through some shit but the stakes were higher now. Before you had been in the friend zone...now you needed to step up your game. You wanted to impress him with how naturally casual and beautiful you looked lounging around by yourself on a Saturday afternoon. That involved makeup, better lighting, and a lot of exaggerating the truth. 

Y/N: Today 2:00 pm: K one sec 

You grabbed a bottle of dry shampoo off your dresser and sprayed it into your hair before pulling it up into a cute, high ponytail. Then you rushed to throw some foundation and concealer onto your face to cover any breakouts. You were used to rushing through your make up on days you slept through your alarm for school anyway. All those late mornings had been practice for this. A little lip gloss, a hint of mascara, and a change into a fresh t-shirt set the look. You kept your pajama bottoms on. The camera wouldn’t reach that far down. Then you opened your curtain a bit higher to let in more natural light and sat back down at your desk. You propped your phone up against a box of tissues and checked your appearance through the camera. Yup...natural and casual. You totally woke up like this. You adjusted a few loose strands of hair that had fallen from the ponytail in your rush then clicked on Connor’s name. 

It rang three times before he picked up. 

While you had worked to center yourself a good distance from the camera to make yourself look better, his entire face took up the screen. He was obviously holding the phone as it had trouble focusing in his shaky hand. A smile grew on your face when you saw him, “Hey, what’s up? Are you ready to become my personal Spark Notes?”

From what you could tell, he was lying on his back on a bed. An off white pillow was under his head and his hair was fanned out over it. He brought the hand not holding the phone to his lips. Between his fingers was a half smoked joint. He took a long drag, held it in his lungs for a second, then let the smoke billow out through his chapped, swollen lips. “I’m better than any Spark Notes. Trust me,” his voice was relaxed and his eyes were bloodshot. “I remember everything,” he paused. “Except the question. What was the question? ...What are we doing? Do you want to come over?” 

Okay, so he was clearly high. You shook your head, “No I don’t want to come over. I have to write this paper. You said you’d help. Do you want me to read the essay topic again?” 

His face was looking worse than it had yesterday. When you saw him at at the lake, his bruises were still red and puffy. They had been fresh. After sitting and stewing on his skin over night, they had now turned an awful dark blue and purple color. Underneath his right eye and over his cheek bone were swollen, the side of his bottom lip was twice its usual size, and the skin along his jaw had been scraped off into a red mess like someone had dragged his face over pavement. It looked horribly painful and it made your stomach squirm to look at him too closely. You couldn’t blame him for wanting to get high. It probably helped the aching pain he must feel. 

You had been right. Connor had gone after Justin the morning he left your house. When you finally entangled yourself from the kiss, the two of you had sat side by side on the swings. He watched the water while you watched him. The sound of the creaking, rusted swing chains rocking back and forth accompanied his timid voice as he told you about what had transpired. Connor had found Justin in the school parking lot. He claimed he hadn’t been actively searching for him but that something had just drawn him straight there. Connor wasn’t a fighter but he had been angry. Anger can drive people to do things they never imagined. He told you he hadn’t even said a single word to him. He just walked up and started punching him. It didn’t take long for Justin and his friends to pull Connor off and finish the fight. Three against one didn’t leave good odds for Connor’s poor face. He had turned to you and smiled at you then. Through the pain the movement had obviously caused him, he still smiled at you. He told you that it was worth it. That he would have done it again in a heartbeat but that he was sorry he had left you so suddenly. He felt bad for running off. He said that you had deserved better, after what you had gone through, that he shouldn’t of let his anger get the better of him. That was when you had pushed your swing closer and kissed him again. It was a salty, wet kiss. You had been crying while listening to his story. No one had ever put themselves in harms way for you. You thanked him with the kiss. You never wanted to forget the feeling of his lips against yours. 

But then that was it. Eventually you went back home. Connor was still sitting on the swings when you left. You don’t know how long he stayed there for. You never discussed what would come next. You had both been too drained to think that far. You had no idea what the next step was after a day like yesterday. Apparently to you, it was to open your school work and attempt to catch up. To Connor, it was apparently to lay in bed and get high. So far it seemed to be working well for both of you. 

“Y/N?” His voice floated through your thoughts. 

You blinked and focused back on the screen, “Huh? What? Sorry...”

He smiled but then winced, “My face feels like I got hit by a fucking train. You were using me to cheat on your homework. Remember?”

You gave him an emphatic look but then a playful smile, “Sorry I got distracted at how gross you look.” He snorted a laugh. “What did you parents have to say when they saw you? Did they freak out?”

Connor shook his head. “Nah they haven’t seen me yet. I got home late. I stayed at the lake for a while and I’ve been in my room since. Usually if they smell pot, they stay away and leave me alone. Third joint since I woke up,” he held it up to the camera as if to prove a point. “Cheers,” Then he placed it back between his bruised lips. “Now give me the question again. Come on, I want to show off how fucking smart I am. You’ll be so impressed.”

You giggled and read the question off the paper to him, “Analyze the Party's level of power over its citizens, specifically through the lens of psychological manipulation. Name the tools the Party uses to maintain this control and discuss their effectiveness.” You looked back up. “See that all sounds like gibberish to me because I literally only read the first chapter.” 

“You’re missing out. It’s a damn good novel. George Orwell was on some next level shit.” He groaned dramatically as he rolled off his bed. You watched him wonder over to something, you assumed his bookcase, and scan around for the book. You caught little glimpses of his bedroom behind him whenever he moved out of frame. You wondered if you’d ever get to see it in person some day. 

He waved the book at you when he found it and jumped back onto this bed. He flipped through a few pages until he found what he was searching for. “Alright, you’re gonna want to start out with the book’s slogan phrases which is ‘War is Peace. Freedom is Slavery. Ignorance is Strength.’” He glanced back at his phone and raised his eyebrows expectantly when he looked at you. “Well? I don’t hear you typing. Keep up, kid. We gotta a lot of work to do. Professor Murphy doesn’t have all day.”

You jumped to attention and began to type out the things he was saying, taking his thoughts and translating them into more elegantly written sentences. He described the ideas and meaning of “doublethink” to you, he talked about “telescreens” and the “thought police” keeping watch over everyone’s thoughts 24/7, how children were called “junior spies” and brainwashed to spy on their own parents for unorthodox thoughts or practices, and how it all leads up to the climax of the book which was Room 101 and the horrors that take place inside as a way for The Party to induce psychological fear into their citizens for total control over them. He would stop to smoke between each point and flip through the pages of his book to find you good quotes to back up each statement. 

After a solid two hours, you had finally reached the full five pages needed. It was definitely one of the better essays you had ever written. Hearing Connor speak so passionately about the novel made you want to actually sit down and read it now. It sounded fascinating but maybe that was because it all coming from him. Without a doubt, if he had read it to you, it would have instantly became your new favorite book. You finished off the paper. He made you read the entire thing back to him to make sure it all made sense. When you finished, he nodded contently, “We make a good team. I sputter off a bunch of high nonsense and you spin it into gold. If we don’t get an A on this I’m dropping out.” 

You saved the paper and closed out of the word document. You picked up your phone, standing up to stretch, then rolled onto your bed. You laid on your side and propped the phone up against a pillow so the camera was still pointed at you. Connor watched and then did the same. You smiled softly. It was like you were both laying in bed together. “Thank you. I would have probably failed if you didn’t help me out,” you said. 

He half heartily shrugged, “You can make it up to me by letting me take you out to dinner tonight?” 

Your stomach exploded with butterflies at the thought but you kept your face neutral, “Only if it’s at Burger King. I won’t accept anything less than the finest establishments.”

That got a laugh out of him, “Deal. Pick you up at 7?”

[therarara]

85 Truths Tag

Was tagged by the wonderful @mac-and-cheeseburgerqueen

rules: answer these 85 statements about yourself, then tag 20 people. damn why is it 20 people I’m not social enough for this 

So lets tag @moksurideonew @laboifriend @hyun-seong @minty-seong @4dalanfriend @different-or-weird @jianhyuk @mochiilover @eunrocky @bewitched-by-boyfriend @jjokwngs @kwangchu @shootfortheestrella @fightmelulu @biastalkscuzbiases that’s the best I could come up with. Ended up calling a handful of fellow BESTFRIENDS

last:

1. drink - coffee 2. phone call - my best friend  3. text message - lol again, my best friend 4. song you listened to - Z. Tao - Beggar ❤️  5. time you cried - a few days ago because it was just one of those days

ever:

6. dated someone twice - lol haven’t even dated someone once 7. kissed someone and regretted it - never kissed someone 8. been cheated on - nah 9. lost someone special - sadly 10. been depressed - yeah probably, I just force myself to act like everything is fine 11. gotten drunk and thrown up - lol nah  

fave colors:

12. all shades of blue 13. pastel pink 14. lavender

in the last year have you…

15. made new friends - I would say yeah although I’m bad at keeping connected so idk if that counts (sorry guys) 16. fallen out of love - I don’t know if it was love but I fell out of it none the less 17. laughed until you cried - I can’t really recall. Rather than cry, I hiccup when I laugh too hard 18. found out someone was talking about you - can’t remember but if they did whatever 19. met someone who changed you - last year, no. In my lifetime yes 20. found out who your true friends are - yup don’t even get me started  21. kissed someone on your facebook friends list - nope never kissed anyone

general:

22. how many of your facebook friends do you know irl - pretty sure all of them, give or take a few relatives I’ve never met or don’t recall meeting 23. do you have any pets - yes; a pit bull-rottweiler mix named Potato (he looks like scooby-doo) 24. do you want to change your name - not really I just wish people could actually spell it sometimes 25. what did you do for your last birthday - It was on Easter so I just chilled with my family 26. what time did you wake up today - probably 7 or 8 am 27. what were you doing at midnight last night - playing Superstar BTS lol 28. what is something you cant wait for - School to end 30. what are you listening to right now - Seventeen Seungkwan’s cover of Forsake from Idol Masked Singer  31. have you ever talked to a person named tom - Yeah 32. something that’s getting on your nerves - how my brain functions  33. most visited website - Youtube and Tumblr 34. hair colour - black with blonde-ish brown highlights 35. long or short hair - long but I’m planning to cut it 36. do you have a crush on someone - it’s not really a crush more like infatuation or just interest 37. what do you like about yourself - my sense of style 38. want any piercings? - kind of want an industrial piercing but will most likely not go through with it 39. blood type - not a clue 40. nicknames - all my friends tried... none of them stuck. My name is not nickname friendly 41. relationship status - single college girl trying to get through life 42. zodiac - Aries 43. pronouns - she/her 44. fave tv shows - Sherlock, Kyoukai no Kanata I’ll just put those two because I would rewatch those hands down  45. tattoos - none 46. right or left handed - right handed 47. ever had surgery - no 48. piercings - just the basic ones on both ears 49. sport - lol no 50. vacation - Vietnam, Jamaica, Canada, Arizona, Las Vegas 51. trainers - If you are referring to sneakers, I have basic black high top converse

more general:

52. eating - nothing 53. drinking - water 54. i’m about to watch - the words on my book for a reading assignment 55. waiting for - the day I can feel happy with myself 56. want - to make it to summer without a mental break down or tears for whatever reason 57. get married - to the person who makes me happy and that I can make happy  58. career - want to be in publishing but low key want to be a writer

which is better:

59. hugs or kisses - hugs, they’re the most comforting 60. lips or eyes - eyes 61. shorter or taller - depends 62. older or younger -  also depends 63. nice arms or stomach - lol I don’t really get it but arms? 64. hookup or relationship - relationship  65. troublemaker or hesitant - I’m the hesitant type but sometimes you need a little trouble in your life so both

have you ever:

66. kissed a stranger - nope 67. drank hard liquor - not properly 68. lost glasses - no but they have broken before 69. turned someone down - yes and it breaks my heart every time I think of it  70. sex on first date - never 71. broken someone’s heart - probably and I hate knowing that fact 72. had your heart broken - not really my walls are too high to let it hurt too much 73. been arrested - luckily no 74. cried when someone died - always 75. fallen for a friend - yup but I never told them so... single since birth  ✌️

do you believe in:

76. yourself - trying to but honestly no 77. miracles - yes  78. love at first sight - it’s very rare but possible 79. santa claus - nah not since I was a kid 80. kiss on a first date - personally no but circumstances can lead to it 81. angels - yes

other:

82. best friend’s name - I don’t know it the home girl wants me to disclose her name but I’ll hint at it D*** 83. eye colour - not light light but light brown 84. fave movie - Rise of the Guardians, Disney’s Fantasia (1940), Disney in general,... there are more but that’s all at the top of my head  85. fave actor - Lee Jongsuk, Seo Kangjun, Jung Haein, Chris Evans, Benedict Cumberbatch, Octavia Spencer (I’m including her because she give me life)

[girls-scenarios]

#girlsscenariosanswers

1. First Kpop song you ever listened to?

Kitty: I don't quite remember but I believe it was either Gee or I Got a Boy #iconic

Nan: Nillili Mambo by Block B!

Kiwi: It was I Am the Best by 2NE1, or Fantastic Baby by Big Bang. I don’t really remember.

2. First bias/bias group?

Kitty: I think it was probably Sunny and SNSD but I can't fully remember

Nan: Zico and Block B

Kiwi: Probably Dara and 2NE1, but I got into 2NE1, f(x), and Sistar around the same time.

3. Top 5 recent songs

Kitty: Hyuna - Babe, Sunmi - Gashina, Paloma Faith - Crybaby, Sarah Close - Only You, Rake It Up - Yo Gotti

Nan: Dua Lipa - New Rules, Sunmi -Gashina, Prettymuch - Would You Mind, Dean - What 2 Do, Loona Odd Eye Circle - Girl Front

Kiwi: Sunmi - Gashina, G.Soul - Tequila, AKMU - Dinosaur, Hoody - Hangang, Primary ft. Soyou - Right?

4. Favorite album

Kitty: WJSN - Happy moment

Nan: Odd/Married To The Music by Shinee

Kiwi: Eclipse by EXID

5. How many albums do we own

Kitty: I have around 34

Nan: Between my sister and I we have about 40 albums!

Kiwi: I don't own any physical albums, I'm broke.

6. Favorite genre to write

Kitty: My favorite is definitely Au's, like any type but specifically fantasy or soulmate.

Nan: Probably fluff but smut is also fun to write

Kiwi: I like slice of life and comedy. Throw in an au of some sort and I'm happy.

7. Favorite request we’ve done so far

Kitty: I think my favorite requests were the 'Idols as...' questions, they were just so fun and interesting

Nan: I really love the Taeyeon fake texts I did but all the fake texts Ihave really loved!

Kiwi: I really enjoy doing reactions, especially for f(x). But my favorite scenarios to write are college au's, especially Sana's.

8. Our hobbies outside of writing

Kitty: I'm a video game and youtube kinda gal

Nan: I really enjoy producing music, dancing, and doing makeup.

Kiwi: I collect dolls and books, and I enjoy taking things apart and putting them back together. I fix things for fun.

9. Any tips for aspiring writers

Kitty: When you're having writers block, don't force yourself to write. You will end up with something you absolutely hate. Give yourself time, even have a break for a little while but it the ideas will come back at some point.

Nan: Don't be afraid to show other people your writing they can really help you become better, And don't give up even if you think you are a bad writer you will be able to improve I promise!

Kiwi: You'll always be your own worst critic. Practice and when you think you've practiced enough, practice some more. And don't be afraid to mimic your favorite writers. Eventually your own style will emerge, but you'll learn many things from the masters.

10. Top 5 favorite girl group choreographies  

Kitty: 4minute - Love Tension, Red Velvet - Russian Roulette, Wjsn - Secret, Oh My Girl - Liar Liar, DIA - Will You Go Out With Me?

Nan: Sting by Stellar, Freak by Good Day (cover dance), First Love by After School, Rewind by Wonder Girls, I’m In Love by Secret

Kiwi: My Copycat by Orange Caramel, Kill Bill by Brown Eyed Girls, Watcha Doin' Today by 4Minute, Short Hair by AOA, and I Swear by Sistar

11. Have you ever been to a concert?

Kitty: Nope lol, England doesnt get a lot of opportunities but when they do come I'm always too late

Nan: I have been to Kcon NY 2016, Kcon NY 2017, Seventeen Dimond edge tour in NY and saw Kard in dc a few days ago!

Kiwi: Nope. Again, I'm broke. Also, I live in Colorado. Groups don’t come here on tour. I plan to go to Kcon eventually though.

12. Top 3 biases

Kitty: Sohyun (Formally 4minute), Xuan yi (WJSN), Jimin (AOA)

Nan: Hanbit (Formerly Mercury) Matthew (Kard) Hyeri (Laysha)

Kiwi: Amber (f(x)) Choa (Formerly AOA) Jeongyeon (Twice) (honestly though I'm a mess when it comes to biases)

13. Ideal type

Kitty: My ideal type is kinda all over the place, I don't actually have one. I kinda just find people attractive that I find attractive (If that makes sense lol)

Nan: I dont really have an ideal type, but i really love Tall girls and have a soft spot of bob haircuts!

Kiwi: My type is probably small girls. Short girls. As you can see by my biases, I have a thing for short hair, but long hair is good too. I like dark eyes and dark hair as well.

14. Dream job, from both childhood and now?

Kitty: I think when I was younger I wanted to be a Vet but now I don't really know, I kinda want to be a teacher but we'll see.

Nan: When I was younger I wanted to be either a doctor or a reporter, now my dream job would probably be a music producer or a politician.

Kiwi: I wanted to be a fashion designer when I was younger, but eventually I realized that I can't sew. Now I'd love to write/direct movies, tv shows, dramas, honestly anything like that.

15. Somewhere you want to visit before you die

Kitty: Soooooo many places!!! But for some reason I really want to visit Sweden

Nan: Im not really sure. I have always wanted to go to Thailand though

Kiwi: Italy or Japan.

16. One cool fact about yourself

Kitty: In the past 17 Years I moved over 10 times (I'm not very interesting omg)

Nan: I have been homeschooled since 1st grade, and I started dyeing my hair when I was 10!

Kiwi: My hair is almost 4 feet long, and super thick. It's also naturally three different colors so it changes hue in the sun from dirty blonde to auburn.

17. Favorite non-kpop song/artists

Kitty: My faves consist of Sarah Close, Frank Ocean, Melanie Martinez and a bunch of old 80s/90s artists. My favorite song right now would have to be Rake It Up by Yo Gotti

Nan: My favorite artists are Bruno Mars, Dua Lipa, and Pretty much and I think my favorite non kpop song is New Rules by Dua Lipa

Kiwi: I like Kelahni, Childish Gambino, and Tame Impala, among others. My favorite song right now is probably Sober by Childish Gambino.

18. What have you been watching recently?

Kitty: I don't watch TV shows but I've been watching a lot of youtube videos from members of the Sidemen, Miniladd, Jacksepticeye and Jenna Marbles.

Nan: I have been watching a Thai drama called Sotus which is super good I recommend watching it!

Kiwi: I recently watched the anime Monthly Girls' Nozaki-kun. I'd recommend it if you need a good laugh!

19. Favorite solo singer?

Kitty: Hyuna!!!!!!

Nan: Anda or Ailee!

Kiwi: Hoody or Suran. Although Lim Kim would be a close second.

20. One thing you really want to say

Kitty: I'm sorry I don't write enough for you all, trust me I really am. It's very hard to keep up with life and this. I always have thoughts of leaving but never make up my mind. But thank you all for sticking around and supporting us, it's made this all worth while knowing people enjoy what we do. I've been here since the very beginning and it's been a long journey but it's been a lot of fun along the way.

Nan: Im sorry life has been crazy and our updates have been so sporadic but thank you so much for sticking with us and supporting everything we have done! And thank you for all the cute requests it really gives all of us a chance to show our talents and have fun!

Kiwi: I wanted to say thank you to everyone for accepting me as an admin and supporting all of us. This blog makes my day, and hearing from you guys makes me smile. Honestly life is hard, but this blog has been my pride and joy. It's made me a little more confident in my writing, and I got to meet the awesome admins on top of that. Thank you guys for giving me this opportunity!

[simplyshelbs16xoxo]

‘Of Assumptions and Snogging’ Chapter 6

The big date is here and it’s over 2000 words long lol enjoy! 

Disclaimer: Even though I can dance, I can’t, for the life of me, write it out. I hope y’all are able to picture it in your mind.

Here’s a mix I uploaded of songs that they dance to. (Listen)

Buy Molly’s Dress Here

Lastly, I'm not sure if I should continue the story because, though I want to, the end goal has been reached and I'm afraid of dragging it out too much. What do y'all think?

John walked into 221B with Rosie in his arms.

"Where is that bloody shirt?" Sherlock groaned in frustration from his bedroom. A pile of clothes was continuing to be built up on his bed as he threw items behind him haphazardly.

"Which shirt?" John asked, shifting Rosie.

"The aubergine one. Mrs. Hudson!" Sherlock called out.

"Stop your shouting dear, I had it dry cleaned with my things," Mrs. Hudson told him, his shirt in her possession.

"Ah, thank you," Sherlock smiled in relief. He shut the door on them so he could get ready.

"He seems a bit nervous," Mrs. Hudson spoke in a low voice to John.

"That's an understatement," John told her. "Just this morning, he was pacing constantly. He'd stop every now and then to play the composition he wrote for Molly but then the anxiety would creep in again."

"The poor dear," Mrs. Hudson sympathized. "He shouldn't be so worried, though. Molly is crazy about him; has been for a long time."

"I think that's why he's nervous," John explained. "He's afraid of disappointing her, I think."

"I can hear you," Sherlock shouted before opening the door. "Well?" He was dressed in his usual suit attire with the pop of color from his aubergine button up.

"You look fine, Sherlock," Mrs. Hudson encouraged with a smile. Sherlock looked to John.

"It'll be just fine," John nodded. "Just have fun with her. Don't worry about perfection."

"It has to be perfect," Sherlock insisted.

"Sherlock, do you honestly think Molly wants perfection? She loves you, mate, the good and the bad. The flaws you have? She loves those too. Perfection is boring," John told him. His best friend's words seemed to have restored some of his confidence.

"What do you think, Rosie?" Sherlock spoke softly to his goddaughter. She lurched to reach out to her godfather with extended arms. John passed her into Sherlock's arms. He hugged her to him, placing a kiss on the top of her head full of blonde curls. "Wish me luck." With that, she was passed back to John and Sherlock was out the door.

Molly inspected herself in the full length mirror on the inside of her closet door. She turned every which way and that. Her purple dress nearly matched Sherlock's aubergine shirt. It was knee-length with an A-line cut. The chiffon and lace material was lovely as was the pleated sweetheart neckline with the lace overlay. Sherlock would be there any moment, she knew, so Molly ventured to search for her black, open-toed, three inch heels. They were the most comfortable heels she owned. As she continued to dig through her closet, a knock at the door was heard.

"Just come in, Sherlock, it's unlocked," she called out from her bedroom. "I'll be out in a moment." He did as she said and sat himself down on her sofa. His heart was pounding in his chest, or he thought it was until she appeared before him and his heart was soaring. He took in the sight of her and was secretly pleased she chose to keep her hair down in loose waves that cascaded over her shoulders. He stood immediately, continuing to drink her in.

"Molly," he breathed out in a way that caused her cheeks to heat up. It made her feel better to notice his neck seemed just as flushed. "You look—" incredible, amazing, beautiful, lovely, sexy, pretty, "—gorgeous." Sherlock took a few long strides to meet her. He lifted her hand to his lips, pressing a gentle kiss on the back of it.

"Handsome, as always," Molly told him with a sparkle in her chocolate eyes. Her heart was racing as it really sunk in that this was actually happening. She was about to go out on a real date with Sherlock; one that she was aware of at least.

"Shall we?" Sherlock asked, offering his arm to her. She gave him a bright smile before threading her arm through his. After locking up, they continued to make their way out of her building. A black car was waiting outside for them.

"Isn't that one of Mycroft's cars that he usually sends for you?" Molly asked, worried that Sherlock would have to be pulled away from their date.

"Yep," he replied. "Mycroft owed me a favor." Sherlock threw a quick wink at her before opening the backseat door for her. After Molly stepped inside and was seated, he closed her door before he came in from the other side. The driver seemed to already know the address of their destination as he already began to drive.

"Any chance you'll tell me where we're going?" Molly pried.

"Not a chance, darling," Sherlock flashed a grin. She playfully rolled her eyes at him. He was still nervous, but felt immediately calmed by Molly's presence. She had a way of making him feel better just by being within the same vicinity as him. John's words rang in his mind. Molly slid her hand over to lie on top of his, lacing their fingers together. He looked up at her in surprise and she gave his hand a firm, reassuring squeeze. That's when they both began to relax.

The car pulled up in front of a large, lit up building that Molly held no recognition of. Sherlock stepped out and around to open her door. She placed her hand in his as he led her inside. There were couples and friends dancing all around. There was a small bar and an eating area. Sherlock had essentially taken her to a classier version of a dance club. Instead of the usually crude scene that she always avoided, it was more like a fairytale setting with ballroom dancing. The music being played ranged from instrumental pieces to modern songs.

"What do you think?" Sherlock asked. Molly looked up at him, their eyes connecting. "Care to dance?"

"I'd love to," Molly replied sweetly. He pulled her close, wrapping an arm around her waist as she placed a hand on his shoulder. Their remaining hands intertwined. Soon, their feet began to move in synchronization. Sherlock's eyes lit up in surprise at Molly's footwork.

"I always miss something," he muttered with a short laugh.

"What would that be?" Molly asked.

"I never deduced that you were a dancer," Sherlock smiled, spinning her around.

"I wouldn't call myself a dancer per se," Molly blushed. "I took lessons when I was younger but when my dad became sick, I quit. I lost the passion for it. I was seventeen." She felt herself rambling but noted that Sherlock was genuinely interested.

"He'd be proud of you," Sherlock offered in an attempt to cheer her up.

"You really think so?" Molly questioned.

"I know for a fact," Sherlock assured her. A comfortable silence washed over them as they continued to dance to the crooning voice of Michael Bublé. Molly laid her head against his shoulder, their feet gliding across the floor. He held her closer to him, his eyes glancing down at the beautiful woman he loved so much. A small smile tugged at the corners of his lips. Sherlock was pulled out of his thoughts when he felt the lightest brush of her lips against his throat. The song ended and another began.

"Sherlock?" Molly spoke softly as she lifted her head and looked into his eyes.

"Hmm?" Sherlock answered.

"Thank you," she told him simply.

"For what? Tonight?" he asked.

"Well, tonight and everything else you've done for me. I know I've been difficult lately," Molly trailed off.

"No need to thank me, Molly Hooper. You deserve it," Sherlock told her. "You haven't been difficult at all. I know you have doubts, but Molly, I promise, I'm not going anywhere. If it takes the rest of my life to prove it to you, so be it. I don't want you to feel scared of me. I want to make you happy."

"I'm not scared of you," Molly spoke, her voice thick with emotion due to being choked up at his loving words. "You make me feel safe." She took a deep breath and leaned up to whisper in his ear. "And I trust you with my life…and now, my heart." As they continued to move across the floor together, Molly looked up at him once more to meet his crystalline eyes. She was prepared to drown in them for the rest of her life. "I love you, Sherlock Holmes. Always have and always will." No warning came when he suddenly lifted her off the ground and spun her around. The tinkling of her light-hearted laughter made his heart skip a beat.

"And I love you, Molly Hooper," Sherlock said, giving her a bright, genuine smile. He kissed her cheek firmly. He noticed her quick glance towards a waitress carrying a tray of food. "Hungry?"

"Starving," Molly exaggerated.

They had just ordered their food and fell into a playful conversation as they waited.

"I said I was sorry, Molly," Sherlock told her, fighting off the flush of his face.

"Sherlock," Molly laughed, "just admit you ended up being jealous of yourself at the Christmas party." The smile that graced her lips was all it took for him to crack.

"Alright, maybe I was a bit jealous," Sherlock admitted with a short chuckle.

"Did you ever open it? The gift?" Molly asked with curiosity.

"Honestly? No, I—I felt unworthy to do so after what I had said to you. I still have it, of course. It's taken all my strength to not deduce it," Sherlock smiled sheepishly.

"Open it tonight when you go home," Molly told him. "Promise me?"

"I promise," Sherlock said, his rich baritone voice sending shivers up Molly's spine in the best way. He seemed to notice and mistook it for temperature decline. Sherlock slipped off his suit jacket and stood to put it around her shoulders.

"Thanks," Molly spoke quietly. "Good thing that pesky anxiety is gone, huh?" Sherlock looked alarmed, realizing she had, indeed, noticed his behavior earlier in the evening. "Don't worry. I was pretty nervous too." This admission seemed to calm him. Their food arrived then and they ate in companionable silence for a bit, stealing flirty glances at one another. Having known each other for years, they learned to speak with their eyes, but there were messages of love now instead of the usual work-related questioning.

"Any interesting autopsies, lately?" Sherlock asked. Normally, a question such as this would be deemed a bit not good during dinner had it not been Molly he was asking.

"Not really. I had a statistician on the slab. He died from a heart attack. Well, I told Mike that statisticians don't die; they get broken down by age and gender," Molly laughed. Sherlock joined in, finding her awful pun quite funny. She let out a snort as she laughed and quickly covered her mouth. He noticed her discomfort.

"I love your laugh," Sherlock told her, bringing her fingers to his lips.

"Sorry, I mean, well, I just kind of snort sometimes," Molly stammered.

"It is most endearing," Sherlock assured her, taking a bite of his food.

The instrumental piece that played once Sherlock led Molly back to the dance floor is what they both recognized as a tango. It started off slow and their feet moved accordingly. He blinked in surprise as Molly wrapped her left foot behind his right ankle and brought it back to the floor. She hadn't been lying when she said she took dance lessons. The music progressed faster then, and the two of them glided along the floor connecting in the language of dance. She met every twist and turn with her feet and hips. If you didn't know any better, it would be easy to assume they had been dance partners for years.

Sherlock wondered just how much of the tango Molly knew or if she only dabbled in it. His silent question was answered when her right leg was wrapped around his waist loosely, her left foot sliding across the floor as he moved her. She brought her leg down slowly, causing Sherlock's breath to hitch. Bringing her in close again, feeling the mingling of their breath, he took hold of the small of her back. Molly, knowing where he was leading her, dipped backwards as he lightly swayed her in a semi-circle before pulling her back up once more.

The song began to fade and Molly pressed her lips against his firmly, encouraging him to part his. Sherlock reciprocated once he quickly processed the fact that Molly was snogging him. He tugged on her bottom lip gently with his teeth. Their lips continued to brush against each other, tongues tangling every now and then. Neither of them cared that they were in public; they had both waited much too long for a moment like this. Sherlock drew his index finger down the side of her waist and she laughed against his mouth.

"Molly," Sherlock breathed out when she broke the kiss. He repeated the action of skimming his finger along the seam of the dress and she let out another laugh.

"Sherlock, stop," Molly giggled, "that tickles."

"You’re ticklish," Sherlock smiled in amusement. "Hmm."

"Oh, no you don't," Molly warned. She reached out to tickle his sides, but there was no effect. "That's so not fair." Sherlock laughed at her attempt.

"Guess you'll never find out," he murmured as he kissed her neck.

"I will," Molly spoke breathily. "I'll find out one day and then I'll have my revenge on you."

"I look forward to it," Sherlock smirked.

In the hallway, outside of Molly's flat is where they stood in typical post-first date (technically third) fashion.

"I had a lovely time," Molly smiled affectionately.

"As did I," Sherlock told her. "Thank you for coming out with me." He pressed his lips ever so gently against hers. "I love you." It was whispered against her lips.

"I love you too," Molly replied, giving him one more kiss."Goodnight."

"Goodnight," Sherlock smiled before turning away.

"Oh, and Sherlock?" Molly called out.

"Yes?" he asked, turning to face her.

"We're in a relationship now, you know, in case it wasn't obvious," Molly said with a wink before disappearing inside her flat. The night really had gone perfectly, much to Sherlock's satisfaction.

Molly’s Dress

Fanfiction.net | Ao3

[baelorfinn]

we were in screaming color

Pairing: Finn Balor x Becky Lynch

Description: In which soulmates are a thing and you see color when you’re near them bc i was bored at work lol

N/A: Guys i don’t even know. 

She sees a flicker of color as soon as she enters the gym and spots the blue mats, or she thinks its called blue, and for a split second she thinks maybe she's in love with wrestling. Fifteen year old her doesn't really understand how it works, you can't be in love with something, it has to be someone. She meets him a few seconds later and suddenly her world is so bright she has to hold on to her brother's arm. He's introducing himself as Finn and flashing them a crooked smile. Becky grins back happily, almost jumping out of her own skin. She can hardly wait until her brother is done introducing himself to stick her hand out and introduce herself. She swears the colors are more vibrant for a split second before she has to take her hand back. As her first day of wrestling school comes to an end she's positive she's one of the unlucky people that love someone that doesn't love them. While she's a bundle of nerves and smiles, he keeps his cool the whole time, no trace of having just met his soulmate. Becky tells herself it's okay, she's there to wrestle not fall in love. 

She thinks maybe she is his soulmate whenever she catches him wincing at a bad bump she takes, but then again he's just that kind of person. They've known each other for months now, and he's never once made her believe that she was his one. It's not until almost one year of knowing him that she realizes that maybe he's just good at hiding his feelings. Maybe she's been to caught up in her own feelings that she'd never noticed the small things. Him watching her with pride on his face when she mastered a move, or how he always made sure he was near by when she might need him while still keeping his distance. But really it's a phone call she hears that makes her blood rush to her face and nerves to flutter in her belly. She only catches the "She's seventeen" that she knows he's talking about her, even though technically she’s not seventeen and he just thinks that. Making her footsteps louder so he has time to wrap up his conversation, she walks towards him, bright and a little too early for conditioning. 

The color doesn't ever really fade completely, but it does fade in vibrancy. It's like having him in the back of her mind when she's not around him, and being surrounded by him when she is. He's so so angry the first time she sees in shades of grey again. He's standing in front of her, hands on his hips and a look in his eyes that tell her she's in trouble for lying to him for so long. And even though he's standing in front of her, physically okay, she has a brief moment of panic. She's heard of stories of people seeing in grey again and she doesn't want that kind of heartbreak. She doesn't think she can handle it. It's only when she sees the flash of guilt in his eyes that she realizes he has so much control over his emotions that he can shut her out. Finn knows that she knows when he takes a step closer to her and she flinches away from him. Her eyes filled with tears and her hands shake in sadness or anger, she doesn't know. "Bex-" he pleaded with her. "I'm sorry." And suddenly her world is filled with color once again, his arms wrapped tightly around her shaking form. Becky presses her face against his neck, her tears staining his shirt. "Don' ever do that again, Balor." she hiccups. 

She cries for a whole hour when he tells her he's leaving, and he holds her for just as long. Wrestling is both of their dream and she can't fault him for leaving to pursue better things. She doesn't ask him to stay, or to wait for her. And neither does he. But their unspoken words speak louder than any words they could say and so does the kiss he places on his forehead when he leaves. 

She's seen in grey for the last few years that she doesn't know if she even remembers what color looks like. It all comes flooding back when she's in the ring and suddenly she sees exactly how bright Bayley's attire is, how beautiful Sasha's hair is and how pretty her best friend looks in blue. Becky had heard the rumors around the locker room. Whispers of someone that sounded just like her soulmate. She'd refused to acknowledge them, not wanting to get her hopes up. Despite swearing they would stay in touch when he had left, they hadn't actually tried all that hard. Their careers were both taking off at the same time, and then Becky was retiring. Now they were both in the company, and it feels a little something like fate.

She doesn't have to see him or even hear him to know he's in the building. Everything is more vibrant than ever, and hes surrounding her. She's drowning in color and she almost cries at the sudden happiness. Bayley is looking at her in confusion, but Sasha and Charlotte are looking at her with knowing smiles. They think she's the last one to meet their soulmate but that's because she never bothered to tell them she's known her soulmate since she was fifteen and pretending to be older. 

She's jittery throughout the rest of the day, and the girls tease her whenever someone walks through the door, always disappointed when it's not the new guy they'd all heard about. At the end of the day Becky lingers at the center for a little longer than she usually does, a permanent smile on her face as she finally spots him. "Fancy seein' ya here." She begins to walk towards him. He's smiling back at her and she drops her bag to throw her arms around him. He watches her easily and they both take a moment to revel in the bright colors they can see within one another. "Missed ya a lot nerd." She tries to say the words flippantly but her eyes are swimming with tears and she's smiling wide. He's returning her smile and pulling away from her to get a good look at her. Twenty seven year old her is a lot less shy than eighteen year old her and so she gives him a little twirl, a mischievous glint in her eyes. He blushes and she laughs at the look on her face before looping her arms back around him. 

There isn't a day since he's joined NXT that she doesn't spend time with him. He's fallen into the role of coach and best friend easily enough. Spending time with her after their actual training to go over her move set and making fun of her need to be perfect even though he has no room to talk. It's like everything is the same as it was before and Becky doesn't know how to approach the subject of them. So she doesn't. Instead she puts a smile on her face and pretends she's okay with being just friends. The girls continuously try to broach the subject but she deflects with puns and jokes on the subject. Talking about it makes it more real than it already is. Like maybe she is doomed to have a soulmate that doesn't love her like that. 

Sometimes when they're out painting the town red with their group of friends, she catches herself staring longingly at him. Sometimes she catches him but those times are few and far between. It's like her mind is playing tricks on her. This time she definitely knows his eyes are following her as she dances against one of the locals, red hair tumbling down her back and a drink in her hand. She knows it's wrong to use the man to catch Finn's attention but she doesn't have it in her to care too much about it. It's not until the guy she's dancing with goes to get a drink that Finn makes his appearance, possessive hands gripping her hips and pulling her against him. Her heart is beating so hard against his chest that she swear he can heart it and the lights of club almost hurt her eyes with how bright they are. "I thought you didn't dance." She teases, without turning around to face him. "I don't." He replies, turning her to face him. Looping her arms around his shoulders, she sways against him. "C'on Balor I'm trying to get laid here." She wonders how much she can push him before he breaks. "I don't cock block you do I?" Becky thinks that must do it, as his arms tighten around her. And suddenly he's all around her, colors flashing almost with a red tint. She thinks maybe she pushed him to hard when he ducks his head down, lips on her hair and a whisper on his lips. "You're mine Bex." His words don't hold any kind of teasing and her heart all but explodes. "Yours." She agrees as though she's been anything but for the last twelve years. "You're mine too." He places a kiss against her neck and she has her answer. 

They don't talk about it. But there's little moments between them. Little moments that let her know that he's hers and she's his and when it's their time they'll be together for real. Sometimes he'll hold her hand or brush a kiss against her forehead. She lives for moments like those and she knows he does too. 

Becky's always thought she would have to make the first move. He's too Finn, too honorable to try anything. She's fresh off her loss to Sasha and maybe he's still feeling the adrenaline from beating Tyler when he kisses her. She doesn't reciprocate right away and it takes him pulling away from her to fully understand what he had done. He has a blush on his cheeks and he's stuttering out an apology for overstepping when she starts smiling. "Can you shut up now? I'd like to be kissed sometime this year." He's still looking at her with a blush on his cheeks that she's the one that steps closer to him and plants one on his slightly parted lips. For a moment she's worried it was all a fluke but then he's wrapping an arm around her waist and tangling the other in her newly dyed orange curls.

She's convinced fate hates her when she gets called up to the main roster and he doesn't. Finn spends a whole day assuring her that things wouldn't change between them. Not when they've only just gotten together. And for the most part things are exactly the same. Expect for the days everything is gray and she forgets what blue looks like. She's gotten better at controlling her emotions that sometimes she catches glimpses of color. Nothing is quite like when she's in Florida or NXT is on the road with them. 

They've gotten past the presence that they're not completely in love with each other that it's kind of a little ridiculous that they still have separate homes in Orlando. Becky moves in on an exceptionally sunny day and she makes him watch her set things up while he nurses a hurt ankle. "Hey." She looks up from where she placing her clothes in one of the drawers to find him grinning at her. Arching an eyebrow at him she waits for whatever he was going to say. "I love you." Is certainly not what she expected but she beams at him. Practically jumping over to where he was sitting, playing with his newest lego set, and sitting carefully on his lap. "I love ya too."

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i'd cry if you do a serious one, every single girl is so precious and deserves so much it will end up being super sappy lol but pls do it!

I will try my hardest to get all the qualities and be as unbiased as possible (though it might show a bit due to the length of the descriptions o.0). If I miss anything, anyone can feel free to add on to this :) And sorry this took so long. I wanted to not just go off the top of my head and find what I could. Plus my electricity was out -__-

On the outside, Seola appears to be very put together and wise. Her sense of humor is more sarcastic and she picks on those she feels extra close to (Exy & Soobin). She can also get pretty goofy (aka shameless) when she pulls out the body rolls and other sexy moves. Seola seems like she’d be a strong person all the time, but she can be just as sensitive. She’s there for the other members when she needs to be and she has her own weaknesses (she’s very afraid of water). She finds inspirational quotes meaningful and even used them to help her get through training. The one that stuck was, “Don’t delay happiness.” She also said that in order to stay strong during training, you must find something to make you happy in the moment, not just look forward to the happiness of debut. Seola wants to travel the world without money (idk girl but ok), experiencing everything as it is. She likes hip hop music, hiking, doing her hair, and spacing out. But one of the most important things to remember about Seola is just how hard of a worker she is. The girl dedicated 10 years of her life in order to become an idol. She even came close to debuting at one point (she was in a group with 9Muses Kyungri, Dalshabet’s Woohee, Hello Venus’s Lime, Yumi, and Exy), but that was all cut short. Never forget that.

Like the other members have said, Xuan Yi doesn’t really seem like she’d have the 4D personality that she does. She has her weird quirks, such as her obsession with gim, and sometimes they only get weirder. The girl wakes up in the middle of the night to eat gim and walk around the dorm. If that’s not at least slightly strange, I don’t know what is. Anyway, Xuan Yi is probably one of the kindest people on the planet and is definitely a mother of the group. She takes care of the other members when they need help, both emotionally and economically (she bought a super expensive lunch for half of the members in China). She seriously only asked them for aegyo or a cheek kiss in return. Adding onto her other great qualities, she also likes interacting with her fans. On multiple occasions, fans have jokingly said she was mean. In response, our lovely, gentle, and kind Xuan Yi “angrily” pointed into the crowd of fans and shouted, “Who said that?!” She enjoys shopping, gaming, and modeling. Her favorite color is dark blue and gim is actually her life.

Bona is an actual handcrafted gift from Heaven. She’s a beautiful person, both inside and out. She’s kind and takes care of all the younger members. She’s playful and enjoys participating with the other members when they get goofy (watch WJSN’s Idol Arcade or the mud fight in ‘My Cosmic Diary’), and also acts like a giant “bully,” teasing the others. Bona’s a feminine princess who hates bugs, loves her nail art/lipstick, takes a fucking hour in the shower (refused to get out when Dayoung needed the bathroom), wants to be able to teleport just because she hates walking, and has got the unimpressed expression mastered. Sometimes I think she can be a bit insecure about her looks and she used to get nervous on stage, but it’s good to know she feels very confident on stage nowadays. As I’ve talked about before, she recognized the same fansite photographer over and over, keeping count of the same special heart she made for them. She counted up to seventeen. Lastly, Bona is another one of the members that trained for a very long time in order to debut. 7 years to be exact. She dedicated a lot of time to a company that has horrible management skills (fuck you Cube), and smartly moved to Starship. I will forever be trash for her.

Exy is the resident bad ass aunty. Tired Aunty Exy is always taking care of the kids, mostly through keeping them in line. Her girl crush image is by far the strongest among the group members and she definitely has the “tough leader” look. Soobin has said that Exy can be strict during practices, can take charge when she needs to, and can be a hard-ass, but Exy is still sensitive and has her emotional moments. Exy herself has said that she cries a lot and enjoys romantic comedies. She likes to find things that she can do alone, movie watching being one of them. Her favorite movies are ‘The Notebook’ and ‘Burlesque’ (YES BTCH). I’m pretty sure almost all the members agreed that she was intimidating when they first met her. Anyway, Exy also has a lovely, goofy side. For some reason she enjoys dancing with some kind of circular orange object covering her cheeks (oranges & carrots). She loves and respects the skin she’s in, even finding her tan to be one of her charming points. Her favorite animals are puppies and cats, and like Seola, she wants to travel the world. Exy is another one of the members that worked her ass off for more than the typical training period. She dedicated 8 years to training and came close to debuting (she was in a group with 9Muses Kyungri, Dalshabet’s Woohee, Hello Venus’s Lime, Yumi, and Seola), but it was cut short. An important thing I want to mention is that Exy finds it hard to open up to others. After watching so many fellow trainees and friends cycle in and out of her trainee life, she’s gotten tired of going through the emotion of letting go. She’s scared that new people will end up leaving in the end like others have. Let’s take care of Aunty Exy from now on.

Small baby Soobin is precious and needs to be protected from the sinful world. She’s exactly like you thought she was when you first saw her: a sugary, fluffy, and innocent marshmallow. Soobin is incredibly sweet and likes the simple things in life (chocolate and coloring books). The only thing about her that would probably catch you off guard is her volume. Yes, volume. Pterodactyl Soobin lives beneath that cute exterior and comes out whenever she laughs and or screams, both of which happen often. Baby Soobin is also pretty bad under pressure and isn’t able to handle questioning by the other members about something she’s trying to hide. She’s a pretty clumsy person. She’s fallen into Yeonjung, smacking the poor girl in the nose, and has even gotten changed behind a door before she asked if a camera could see her. Her favorite colors are pink and sky blue, she likes acoustic music and hiking, and she hates eggplant. Soobin please pull yourself together. AND LAST BUT NOT LEAST, Soobin is another of the members that worked her butt of in order to debut. She has about 6 or 8 years under her belt.

Luda is a spawn of Satan. Ok, that’s not true, but she is a little rascal. Luda is very, very quiet and has her shy moments, but on the inside she’s a little savage. She makes hilarious sarcastic remarks and has no shame in speaking her more aggressive thoughts. Moving on, Luda has a strong work ethic. The group has stated that she has a more frail body and even needs to eat a lot just to not lose weight. I read that practicing was more strenuous on her than the others because of this, but she worked hard to keep up with the group. Plus she’s a girl scout! Even though she can be tough with her sense of humor and mischievousness, Luda seems to love the cutest things. She likes handwritten letters and just likes hearing people say “thank you” to her. On her birthday, she enjoys giving back to others, such as family and friends, by making them something to eat. She has admitted to feeling scared of becoming an adult because of responsibilities and is even scared to be forgotten by others (like with friendships, not just fans). On a more positive note, she likes both extremely spicy and sweet foods, movies, books, and gaming. Also scented candles and her wrist watch. She also said she wants to walk her dog over the holidays, but her dog is scared of the outside world. All in all, Luda is absolutely precious.

Dawon is the chillest of chill and the underappreciated of underappreciated. She seems like a pretty relaxed person and just goes with the flow of things. She sleeps the most of the group and is even called Snorlax. She’s such a sweetheart and comes off as so kind. Dawon is considerate of all the other girls and even moves things out of the way just so all the girls can be seen on frame. She likes perfume, the piano, spicy food, working out, reading, and hearing that she lost weight. Ok, but time to get very serious for a minute. It’s clear that music means everything to her. Dawon has done nothing but work and work and work. She loves singing more than anything. While on ‘Girl Spirit’, she sang ‘Yanghwa Bridge’ and her performance brought all the girls to tears, including herself. There, we learned that Dawon’s father had never once complimented her singing. He said he felt horrible for not being more supportive, but just let that sink in for a minute. Dawon hardly gets the recognition she deserves for her singing, from her father, the company, and the fandom. By now, she’s got to be more sensitive to the feeling of not being acknowledged. Dawon was so emotional seeing her father and hearing kind words from him. Don’t you think it’s time to GIVE HER MORE SUPPORT? THE SUPPORT SHE DESERVES?

The perfect way to come back to positivity is to talk about Eunseo. She is an actual walking meme and is always giving the fandom the gay moments (the others do as well, but this girl goes above and beyond). Her personality is loud (literally) and bright. She’s very energetic and enjoys playing around with nearly everyone. In fact, I think it’s fair to say that Eunseo is one of the members that gets along very well with all the girls. Even though she’s one of the youngest, she’s always there for the others. She’s cock blocked male fans, she’s comforted Seola when she was confronted by her fear of water, she’s cooked for the other members (even though they picked takeout over her), and she’s waken all the girls up in the morning like a good parent (probably still does to this day). Even though she likes joking around with everyone and seems slightly invincible, Eunseo really hates being mocked and scary things. Of course while in a dark/abandoned school she continuously said “I’ll protect you all,” but she was probably the most scared and actually said that with a blankly, terrified face. Lastly, according to Seola, Eunseo is a member that the girls can tell anything to. She’s a good listener and will never tell anything about the conversation to anyone else.

According to the internet, Cheng Xiao is extremely sweet and an absolute angel. This is one of the few times you can believe the internet full heartedly. She recently blew up the world wide web with her amazing skills in gymnastics and has only continued to impressive everyone with her down to earth personality. She’s been nothing but cute, kind, and loving toward others, especially her group members. I’m pretty sure every member loves Xiao and she’s probably cuddled all the time. I know all the girls work hard, but Xiao has shown us that she’s willing to go to the extreme. While practicing for her ISAC gymnastics performance, she also had other schedules to attend for the ‘Secret’ promotions. The girl stayed up for hours practicing, even needing IV in order to get through the long days of work. If that’s not dedication, then nothing is. Cheng Xiao has offered candy to young kids while they were working at a traditional Korean temple tour site (?), even doing it in English for the foreigners. She likes movies, dramas, hiking, swimming, and badminton. She hates insects, pickled radish, and sashimi (too bad most of her girlfriends love it). One look at her and you know she needs to be protected.

Coming around to the last of the 98line, we have the “sexy member” Mei Qi. She has been selected as one of the smartest members, especially since she’s the bridge between the Korean speakers and Chinese speakers (idk if they all speak Mandarin, so I generalized). She’s an elegant and beautiful person who definitely seems to be mature for her age. Even though she’s on the quieter side, if you get her going she can be one of the goofiest members. Mei Qi always has a judgmental expression waiting in the wind and gets loud when the girls are joking around. I like to think she has a great amount of confidence, especially since she calls herself “Mei Qi Oppa” and has pictures of herself all around her bed. I’m not kidding. This is a serious post, remember? Anyway, she’s an artistic girl that likes drawing and kills at freestyle dance. She hates tomatoes, is well rounded in the dancing and singing skills, and likes clothing, photos, Taeyeon, Boa, and Beyonce. Her favorite colors are purple, wine, and black and she loves koalas. Please love Mei Qi Oppa.

Yeoreum is the small, precious child in this group. She is one of the “Queens of Food” and has been documented to have eaten “5 cows worth of beef” while celebrating their debut. She would pick food over sleep any day. Yeoreum is one of the cutest, little warm fuzzies that you will ever meet. Her #1 go to skill is her imitation of cleaning glass with a towel. She’s full of aegyo and uses it to get what she wants from the Unnies. She really wants to try acting and even practiced with Eunseo at one point, though Eunseo responded with, “This is not acting, but aegyo.” On a much more serious note, I want to talk about how much family means to Yeoreum. She is very, very close to her grandparents and even lived with them for a long time. She spilled a lot of tears while talking about them on ‘My Cosmic Diary.’ Recently, Yeoreum’s grandmother passed away. I can only imagine how she must have been feeling, especially with the ‘Secret’ comeback/promotions right around the corner. She was able to return home, thankfully, for the service. I know this was a very sad thing to talk about, but I really wanted to just establish about how much Yeoreum loves her family (while talking about the closeness, not passing). To bring things back to positivity, Yeoreum likes cameras, her watch, soft blankets, perfume, massages, traveling, sleeping, and “everyone

Dayoung plays two roles. The “loud and proud youngin” and the mom. She cooks for the girls often, especially on the holidays. She really cares about health and diet so she’s often paying attention to those two things for herself and the members. Mommy Dayoung also wakes the girls in the morning for schedules. We all know that Dayoung has been wanting to go into variety for a long time, and with her hyperactivity and wittiness, the girl is perfect for it. It’s also good to mention that she definitely works Aunty Exy into the ground with her activity, but there is evidence that proves Exy in fact joins in on the shenanigans. Anyway, Dayoung likes watching TV, buying clothes, makeup, and pets. She also said that if she could have any super power, she said she would want to have the ability to control time so she could go back and fix things. Part of me believes that she was thinking of her family. Dayoung’s family went through a lot of economical difficulty when her father left. They were very poor, and are still poor currently. But despite that, Dayoung still wanted to care for the other members so she called her mom for money in order to just buy a watermelon. Dayoung is so sweet and considerate of everyone around her. It’s fun to laugh along with her while the girls are joking around, but it’s good to remember just how much Dayoung does for others.

And finally Yeonjung. She got a lot of shit from her time on PD101 for being “attention seeking” and a “brat.” I’m gonna start this with me defending her. Yeonjung was in a competition for a spot in a girl group. It only makes sense that she’d try hard to get some spotlight. She doesn’t want anyone to forget about her. Trends come and go, and she couldn’t afford to “go.” Anyway, Yeonjung is an actual ray of sunshine. She always has so much energy and is making the other girls laugh all the time. WJSN loves her and even wanted her to stay under Starship with them. She had been planning on leaving, but the Wuju girls wanted her to stay and a spot in the group was opened up for her. The girls from IOI have also talked about how much they love Yeonjung. Others have said she hardly ever gets angry and is always patient. Staff have said that Yeonjung is very appropriate according to her settings. She’s loud and fun, but also quiet when she needs to be. Yeonjung likes spicy food, chocolate, and movies. Also, she’s said that her specialty is speaking quickly (which I actually have noticed??) and giving advise. Yeonjung is a precious baby and deserves all the love in the world.

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Admin Kenvy

Nickname: Jun. THE ADMINS CALL ME THAT ESP ADMIN CIARA (hiiii btch) Starsign: WHAT IS A STARSIGN?! OH IT’S THE ZODIAC LOL STUPID. I’m an Aquarius yeah man~ Height: i SRSLY dunno

Time right now: 9:56 pm Last thing googled: “WHAT IS A STARSIGN?” Favorite music artists: SEVENTEEN, YG ARTISTS, SPECIFICALLY 2NE1 AND WINNER. UP DHARMA DOWN, I CAN’T REMEMBER EVRY1 KALOKA Song stuck in your head: Smile Flower/Laughter - SEVENTEEN Last movie watched: UZUMAKI Last TV show watched: Weekly Idol Bigbang’s ep What are you wearing right now: An oversized grey t-shirt and a red pajama shorts lol When did you create your blog: I’M NOT REALLY SURE IF IT’S AUGUST OR JULY BUT I’M PRETTY SURE IT’S ON THE 11TH OR 12TH oh wait lol JUST BETWEEN THE TWO I FORGOOOT t_T What kind of stuff do you post: SEVENTEEN SCENARIOSSS, seventeen related stuffs~ Do you have any other blogs: Is my personal acc counted?? Do you get asks regularly: I think not regularly, but when we’re active Why did you choose your URL: bcs the blog is sebuntease. HAHAHAHA Gender: Female Hogwarts house: Ravenclaw (I ASKED THEM ABT THIS AND THEY SAID THIS LOL) Pokemon team: idk sht abt this im sorrrry Favourite colour: BLACK WHITE BLUE & RED (ppalgae~~) Average hours of sleep: 5-6??

Lucky number: 10 (YASSS) Favorite character(s): Wang So (Lee Joon Gi)  How many blankets do you sleep with: 1. IT’S SO HOT IN HERE IN THE PHIL GUYS. Dream job: Singer/Anything related to Psychology Following: i follow 275 peeeople

Admin Kate

Nickname: (i don’t really have one lol cuz my name is literally just kate and then my surname ;_;) Starsign: capricorn. Height: smol.

Time right now: 11:20am Last thing googled: mingyu smut (yes i search for smut everywhere.) Favorite music artists: SO MANY OH MY GOD UHM OKAY, SEVENTEEN, BTS, THE 1975, ATL TPR, HYUNA, DEAN, JUST SO MANY MORE LIKE ITS CRAZY. Song stuck in your head: Mama by BTS (hoseok’s solo asfhasg) Last movie watched: The smurfs. Last TV show watched: hwarang.

What are you wearing right now: a grey shirt that admin erika gave me on christmas (my fav) and denim shorts. When did you create your blog: August 11 or 12 IDFK IM SORRY IM SUCH A TERRIBLE PERSON. What kind of stuff do you post: we are a seventeen blog dedicated to write works of fiction about the boys. Do you have any other blogs: other than my personal, nah. Do you get asks regularly: YES?? AND IM WE’RE SO SORRY FOR NOT ANSWERING SKJDFLJFSDG Why did you choose your URL: idk?? Gender: Female Hogwarts house: Slytherin. *smirks* Pokemon team: iDKKK Favourite colour: my favorite color is mint green, and just saying but my favorite shade is black. Average hours of sleep: REALLY RANDOM IT DEPENDS AND I DONT REALLY COUNT IT M SORRY KJSDFJLDG

Lucky number: I REMEMBER IT WAS 7 OR 8, i was always told it was either one of these two idk why.  Favorite character(s): ANIME? DRAMAS? CARTOONS? WHICH ONE? THERE ARE SO MANY THAT FUCK I MIGHT JUST FILL THIS WHOLE THING UP. How many blankets do you sleep with: 1. I SWEAT LIKE A PIG. Dream job: Anything doing performing arts, but i’d love to just dance. or sing, i just love it so much kasjdhjdfa but honestly, a really stable job is what i need aagh  Following: 1,082 people wow, thats alot. 

Admin Erika

Nickname: I HAVE THREE NAMES (incl erika) AND MY NICKNAME IS BASICALLY THE ACRONYM OF MY NAMES + SURNAME Starsign: Aries Height: THAT,, IS A REALLY PERSONAL QUESTION AND A REALLY DELICATE SUBJECT I REFUSE TO ANSWER i don’t even know the exact measurement but i guess u could say im smol smolest in fact compared to the other admins jkaSdhjkhfe (but if u see admin ciara she looks smoler (our height’s just have a teeny tiny lil difference) and really fluffy and adorable but u didn’t hear that from me shh)

Time right now: 2:07 am

Last thing googled: hair color trends (admin kate and i were looking for hair colors that might suit her)

Favorite music artists: THERE’S A LOT okay, SEVENTEEN, DEAN, SF9, HEIZE, FT ISLAND, ONE OK ROCK, SCANDAL (it’s an all-girl jrock band, not what you think it is lol), ROOKIEZ IS PUNK’D, LING TOSITE SIGURE, ALL TIME LOW, SLEEPING WITH SIRENS, PARAMORE, THE NEIGHBORHOOD, THE 1975 i think there’s more but these artists are whom i really like Song stuck in your head: Pour up (DEAN x ZICO YEAH MAN) Last movie watched: Psycho Pass: The Movie ( I HIGHLY RECOMMEND WATCHING IT AND THE ANIME SERIES. BOY, MY MIND WAS FUCKED EVERY FUCKING EPISODE THE PLOT TWISTS, THE CHARACTERS, THE DIALOGUE, THE STORYLINE, EVERYTHING OH AND ALSO THE DEEPNESS IT JUST MAKES U THINK ABOUT LIFE like i donteven think about it enough ugh IM CRAZY FOR THIS ANIME Last TV show watched: can’t remember if it was Psycho Pass (WATCH IT FIRST BEFORE THE MOVIE) or Gravity Falls (binge-watched it and spent hours watching and reading conspiracy theories lol) What are you wearing right now: An Ottawa Senators sweatshirt ( Candian ice hockey team) and shorts When did you create your blog: i.. don’t remember SORRY HAHAH What kind of stuff do you post: i like writing imagines, angst, fluff anything just not smut i can’t really write that sht lol Do you have any other blogs: just my personal one Do you get asks regularly: in this blog, yeah,, i guess?? I LOVE Y’ALL SORRY FOR NOT ANSWERING REGULARLY I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO SAY AND I GET ALL SHY SKDAKJD Why did you choose your URL: Admin Kenvy thought of it so idrk? haha Gender: Female Hogwarts house: not really fan of the series IM SORRY i had like two book cover versions, both completed given to me (they all got lost idk where they went sorry hp fans y’all prolly wanted to kill me) and for some reason i couldnt really get into it IDK BUT IT’S NOT LIKE I DON’T LIKE READING I LIKE BOOKS YES I LOVE READING Pokemon team: didn’t play pokemon go (the idea of opening the gps on my phone gives me the creeps it just really bothers me so much) but IM A BIG FAN OF THE OLDER VERSIONS I STILL PLAY IT WHEN I HAVE TIME USING AN EMULATOR ON MY PHONE Favourite colour: black, gray, blue, Average hours of sleep: 3-6 hrs i have a messed up sleep sched there are times i sleep 15+ hrs and there are times i don't sleep at all lol

Lucky number: idk heh Favorite character(s): THERE’S A LOT IT’S HARD TO NAME THEM ALL I WATCH ANIME KDRAMAS MOVIES READ BOOKS MANGAS ASHGDD How many blankets do you sleep with: just one,, are there even ppl who sleep with more than one?? don’t you just choose a thICKER one if it’s really cold????? Dream job: i have nothing in particular, but just a stable one that i like doing and one that i can use my skills (if i even have those) on to help other ppl ESPECIALLY IF IT PAYS WELL LOL I NEED TO FEED MYSELF AND MY FAMILY AND BEING A FANGIRL IS EXPENSIVE ESP IF YOU’RE IN A MULTI-FANDOM Following: in my personal blog, i just follow Tumblr staff and what17says for translations of what seventeens says lol (im sorry i don’t really use tumblr often i mostly use fb and twt hehehhe)

Admin Ciara

Nickname: Pat, Pat-pat (just call me Ciara) Starsign: what da ef is with that starsign? Just simply put Zodiac. anyways it’s Sagguittarius Height: It’s 5″1 i know it is not much but for me it is good enough. And people don’t believe me that my height is 5″1( MOSTLY MY FRIENDS THEY SAY THAT I’M JUST 4′11). IT’S 5″1 BISHES (IF U EVER READ THIS) I may be smol but i will fite you if you hurt my friends and fam

Time right now: 2:26 pm Last thing googled: Default. (LOL we, admins were together when we searched for that freakin default) The default in Basketball Favorite music artist: IN KPOP; SEVENTEEN, BLOCK B, EXO, GOT7, ASTRO, CNBLUE, IOI, RED VELVET, SF9, KNK, KARD NCT U,127,AND DREAM AND SO MUCH MORE. I could name artists from a-z, 1-9(names with 1 to 9 like; high4, sf9) OUTSIDE OF KPOP: Troye Sivan, Sam Smith, Krissy, The Weekend, Alessia Cara, Daya and more Song stuck in your head: Oh nana by KARD. That song is to die for lol. Whenever i play that song, people always ask for the artist’s name and the title Last movie watched: Uzumaki Live Action. I JUST WATCHED THIS WITH THE OTHER ADMINS AND IT WAS DISAPPOINTING AF. THE MANGA VERSION IS AND WILL ALWAYS BE BETTER. the movie was gore but not gore enough. I don’t recommend it to any of you. 

Last TV show watched: It’s Showtime. It’s a TV show here in the Philippines. What are you wearing right now: A black sleeveless shirt with three white stripes LOL. For the bottom, i’m wearing leggings with  that ripped effect but it is not .( People always get trolled whenever i wear this leggings, they’ll check it out- whether it’s ripped or not)

When did you create your blog: I think it was around September or October.  What kind of stuff do you post: I don’t post anything on my personal blog lol, But I re-blog with that acc. But with this blog, I post our replies to your fan mails. I might post a smut anytime now LOL Do you have any other blogs: Yup, aside from my personal blog, I have 2 more but I forgot the e-mil and the password LOL Do you get asks regularly: With this blog yes (just keep it coming hoes) Why did you choose your URL: It wasn’t me who chose that Gender: Female Hogwarts house: A potterhead right here. Whenever I play a quiz to know which hogwarts house I am, i always get Slythrerin. I even tried the one in facebook for the profile pic framing, i got Slytherin. Slytherin it is Pokemon team: I don’t play pokemon go. MY answer is same with Erika’s so just read her’s Favourite colour: Black, Purple, Violet, Lavender, White, Burgundy And some shades of blue Average hours of sleep: 10 (nap and sleep at night, combined) I can sleep for 20 hours non-stop. (for the Filipinos out there: Kahit tulog ako ng tulog hindi ako tumatangkad. Kaiyak bes)

Lucky number: idk Favorite character(s): Where? K-DRAMAS? MANGA? MOVIE? STORY? ANIME? There are lots and I don’t remember most of their names How many blankets do you sleep with: one, This should’ve been; How many pillows do you sleep with?; How many stuff toys do you sleep with? If those were the questions, my answers would be: 5 pillows and 10 stuff toys(no one’s too old for stuff toys) If you think otherwise, FITE ME. (i agree with Erika on this one.) Dream job: I’d like to have many jobs.But for now, I want to be a GEOLOGIST. You’d be able to go to diff places and i think it’s exciting. It’s also one of the most needed jobs in the country and the salary’s not too bad. Following: Most of the follower of this blog( about 300 of the followers, that’s not even half of the followers, i didn’t know we’d reach 1k) but lately I’ve been lazy so yeah.

We’re tagging: ALL OF OUR FOLLOWERS WE WANNA KNOW Y’ALL MORE~