#sun woo and aro

[voxslays]

Autumn Breeze~

Featuring >>> Adam x Reader; In which the reader doubts Adam’s abilities, and he has to show them just how good he is…

Warnings >>> AFAB! Reader, Adam Being Adam, Adam’s a Misogynist, Beach Smut, Dub-con?? It was a bright fall day, and you were walking on one of heaven's beautiful, golden beaches. The rays of sunshine beaming down on you, casting a golden light, while the autumn breeze carried leaves past you. Adam was walking alongside you. Even he couldn't miss out on a beautiful fall morning on the beach. Adam, with his broad chest puffed out, waded into the shallow water, turning to face you. "Alright, Sugartits," He said with a smirk, "Catch me if you can!"

You smirk, “Is this a competition?” You ask, your tone filled with cockiness and pride. "Everything's a competition when I'm around, Wifey." Adam chuckled, his wings rustling behind him as he flexed his muscles, showing off. His smirk widened. “We aren't even dating.” You point out the obvious. Adam threw his head back and laughed, his voice echoing across the empty beach. "And whose fault is that, Sugartits?" he said, his laughter subsiding. "I've been trying to woo you since we were both newly created."

You roll your eyes. "Whatever," Adam muttered, pushing off from the shore and swimming out further. He surfaced a short distance away, his hair slicked back and water dripping from his wings. "Come on in, the water's fine," he called out, his voice mocking. You wade into the water and look around. The golden rays of Heaven’s sun beam down upon the water, giving it a golden glow as the leaves from the nearby trees are carried by the autumn breeze and float on top of the water. 

Adam watched you enter the water with a playful glint in his eye. "You know," he taunted, "For an angel, you're not very good at...anything." His wings fluttered behind him, sending droplets flying. "I mean, look at me. First man, original equipment..." He says cockily. “Excuse me…?” You say giving him a chance to take back what he just said.​​ "You heard me, Sugartits." Adam grinned wider, clearly reveling in the chance to provoke you. "I'm the ultimate specimen. The pinnacle of creation. And you...you're just...you." He splashed water at you playfully, his wings shimmering in the sunlight. 

"Aw, did I hurt your delicate feelings?" Adam mocked, circling you in the water. "Face it, angel. No matter how hard you try, you'll never compare to my raw, unbridled masculinity." He flexed his wings for emphasis, the muscles rippling beneath his skin. “And this is why we aren't dating.” You snap back, clearly upset. Adam laughed heartily, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Oh, come on," he cajoled, "I'm just messing with you. Besides, dating is overrated. We could just… skip to the good part." 

“No.” You finally put your foot down. "And why not?" Adam pouted dramatically, his lower lip jutting out. "I'm irresistible, I'm telling you. The sexiest devil in all the realms." He waggled his eyebrows suggestively. "Just give in, angel. Let me rock your world." You roll your eyes. “As if you could.” Adam's expression darkened, his eyes narrowing. "You doubt me?" he growled. "Well, prepare to eat your words, because I promise you, Sugartits, once you do it with me, you will never go back."

With a sudden burst of speed, Adam darted forward in the water and grabbed you around the waist, pulling you close. "Just one kiss," he murmured, his breath hot against your lips. "If you can resist, I'll back off. But if you can't..." His grin turned predatory. His lips crashed against yours, demanding and insistent. Adam's hands tangled in your hair, holding you in place as he devoured your mouth. His wings wrapped around you, trapping you against his chest. He kissed you with all the passion and charisma he possessed, determined to break down your resistance. 

Adam’s hands roamed over your body possessively, trying to ignite a fire within you. He grinded his hips against yours, leaving no doubt about his arousal. "See?" he murmured against your lips, "I'm irresistible." You scoff. “I've seen better.” Adam's eyes flashed with anger, but he quickly replaced it with a smirk. "Oh, feisty, are we?" He stood up, pulling you with him, and tossed you over his shoulder. "Fine, if you won't give in willingly, I'll just have to convince you otherwise." Adam quickly walks out of the ocean water and carries you to a secluded cave, far away from prying eyes. He unceremoniously dumped you onto the sand. "Now," He says, his voice low and dangerous, "Let's see if you can maintain that attitude with me between your thighs." 

​​Adam loomed over you, his eyes burning with a fiery intensity. He reached out and grabbed your ankles, spreading your legs apart, while quickly ripping off your swimsuit. He knelt between your thighs, his hands resting on your hips. "You're going to regret those words," he growled, before burying his face between your legs. Adam's tongue delved into your folds, licking and sucking with a fervent passion. He gripped your hips tightly, his fingers digging into your flesh as he devoured you. He growled against your core, the vibrations sending shivers through your body. "You taste like heaven," He muttered softly. 

His hands slid under your backside, tilting your hips upward for better access. His mouth was insatiable, feasting on you like a starving man. Your hands flew to his head, gripping his hair tightly as you moaned loudly. "A-Adam...please..." You cried. Adam ignored your pleas, his focus entirely on the task at hand. He hooked his arms around your thighs, holding you down as he continued his onslaught. He sucked hard on your sensitive bud, then thrust his tongue into your opening. "Adam...please...I can't..." Adam's tongue stilled, and he lifted his head to look at you. His face was glistening with your juices, his eyes blazing with triumph. "You were saying something about me not measuring up?" He chuckled darkly.

"Mmm," Adam hummed against you, his tongue resuming its torment. He slipped two fingers inside you, pumping them in and out while his mouth continued to work its magic. Your body tensed, your breath hitched, and you cried out as waves of pleasure crashed over you. Adam slowly kissed his way up your body, a smug grin on his face. "Still think I'm overrated?" he asked, his voice low. “N-no.” You say, catching your breath. Adam rose, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. He undid his swim trunks, dropping them to the ground. He crawled onto the furs, his muscled body hovering over yours. "Now," He rasped, Adam nudged your entrance, his hard length gliding through your folds. He leaned down, his lips capturing yours in a deep, hungry kiss. "Last chance to take back your words," You gasp. “I take it back!” You say quickly.

Adam's lips curled into a satisfied smirk as he broke the kiss. He grabbed your legs, throwing them over his shoulders as he thrust his hips forward. He buried himself to the hilt, a guttural groan escaping him as he finally filled you completely. "Good," He grunted, his powerful hips snapped back and forth, each thrust burying him deeper inside you. His fingers dug into your thighs as he held them apart, his face a mask of intense concentration. "You're so...tight," he hissed, his voice strained. Adam leaned forward, capturing one of your hardened peaks between his lips. He suckled hungrily, his tongue swirling around the taut bud. 

Leaning forward, Adam draped your legs over his arms, altering the angle of his thrusts. He leaned down to nuzzle your neck, his teeth grazing over your skin. "You feel so good, babe," He murmured, his voice laced with reverence. ​​His hips began to move faster, each snap of his pelvis sending jolts of pleasure through your body. The wet sounds of your coupling filled the air, mixing with Adam's increasingly labored breathing. "I'm getting close," He growled, his eyes darkening with lust.

You are a complete mess beneath him. Adam's hand slides between your bodies, his fingertips finding that sensitive bundle of nerves. He rubbed furiously as he pounded into you, his body tensing as he neared his release. "Come with me, sugartits," he rasped, his voice hoarse from exertion. Adam's release hit him like a freight train, his body tensing as he drove deep inside you. He let out a roar, his body convulsing as he filled you with his release. Adam’s release triggered your own, your body milking him for every last drop. He leaned down, his forehead resting against yours. "And how do I measure up now?" 

​​Adam's face split into a wide grin, his fangs glinting in the firelight. He collapsed onto the furs beside you, his arms wrapping around your waist as he pulled you flush against his chest. "Glad to hear it," He murmured, his lips pressing against your shoulder. Adam let out a satisfied hum, his arms wrapping around you as he rolled onto his back, bringing you with him. He nuzzled your neck, his hands idly caressing your back. "I love you," he murmured, his voice content. "And I promise, this is only the beginning." He promises, as he holds you in his loving arms.

[starryeyed-seer]

okay my FL ocs, quickly picrew'd for ref. Some lore and basic info!

I'm not 100% on base designs or details but I got the rough idea of em... when I have more time I want to develop them more bc I have Thoughts!

Captain Enoch Caylor / Lord E Oliver Newton

Hasn't aged consistently or in order. ~ 65

He/him mainly, also they/it, Trans masc

Bi-Aro Gray-romantic— interested in status and stories more than appearance, and only rarely desires sex. Sworn off love but aches for it

A monster hunter who alternates between mindless revelry in London and (often) dying at zee. He's selfish and hedonistic but rarely directly cruel. Indirectly? Yes. He plays red. He watches mirrors.

Middle child in a wealthy half-noble family, and still caught up in the family sun-smuggling trade. Ran away to elope with a devil when young, instead lost his soul, and fought bloody hard for it back.

Craves power most of all, not to rule as a tyrant or change things. He wants to live according to his whims, wants, and lifestyle, seeking hedonistic pleasure and bloody risks with the promise of no consequences. Involved in the Game, usually white/red, but desires little true change. Life is good for him (isn't it? Isn't it?? Isn't it???)

Grietje Van der Meer:

Like 24

She/her

Overly romantic (no gender preference) but too terrified of romance to successful woo. Someone seems into her and she needs to lie down, and then hide until they forget about her.

Her mother was a Varchassi artist who fell for a zailor. She fled Varchas while heavily pregnant, and gave birth to Grietje at zee. The ship fell to the wax wind, and Grietje was one of few survivors. She grew up an urchin, plagued by dreams of the sun she almost-saw and always aware she didn't quite belong in London, but could never go to Varchas or the Surface.

Still, she dreamed, becoming a poet and writer of celestial and bazaarine work. Her work, however, is very bad. She doesn't appear fully aware that her success has come from artist salons performing mocking live readings— or she doesn't mind. She's chronically ill, and spends much of her time in a lonely basement bedroom with a single window (Somehow.) Her main company when bedbound is her messenger bat Malachai, and MiseryWhiskers, a protective alley cat.

Enoch has wound up a reluctant companion of hers. After getting involved in a ridiculous scheme involving her and her patron, he was left with a sense of obligation he detests. Once a week, if he's around, Enoch takes Grietje out for a stroll around the Bazaar. She uses different aids depending, but usually is in a wheelchair when Enoch is around— MiseryWhiskers likes to curl up on her lap and come along.

Mikhail Care-Michael:

She/her, also takes he/him when pretending to be Heavenly

Generally into women mostly, aromantic

A devil of exceptionally dubious credentials. Mikhail has a fondness for adopting the aesthetics of the sacred, including her current name. She enjoys trying to convince people angels are ALSO real in the Neath and she's one. This doesn't generally work for many reasons, but the amusement she pulls is from making humans squirm. Thinks she is hilarious.

Mikhail is Grietje's long time patron, having discovered her work as a youth and taken Grietje under her wing. Mikhail finds kind and charitable acts like this extremely funny, part of her epic angel larp, but other Devils think the joke is outdated and Mikail's consistent interest in divinity indicates either bad taste or ties to the Convention.

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[drivingsideways]

Review: Nobody Knows

In a weird way, what’s outstanding about Nobody Knows is how very run of the mill it is. There’s nothing particularly innovative about the characters, plot, structure, editing or direction. It knows its genre and sticks to its conventions, and yet. YET.

Kim Seo-hyung gets to play the lonely, damaged-but-righteous cop we’ve seen a forgettable number of times in the male avatar. There’s usually a dead girlfriend or other beloved female figure whose death/murder serves as the foundational trauma for the man’s character arc. Guess what? Nobody Knows sticks to that convention, and leans into it even: 18 year old Cha Young-jin loses her “best friend” Choi Soo-jung to a serial killer, and her life is changed forever. From that moment on, Cha Young-jin ceases to be a person, and is an arrow that’s left the bow, but is still seeking the target- frozen in time. 

If Cha Young-jin had been a man, or more specifically, a white man in a western show, he would have been an angry white man. He would have been shown moodily boxing alone. Or getting wasted alone. Even his drunken brawls with ten other people would somehow be alone. He would have run hot or run cold, but the defining characteristic would have been the grief-as- anger spilling in all directions, and every one else’s problem to deal with. 

Our Cha Young-jin is just as angry and just as grieved, and yet, all of that is kept under a tight leash. This kind of characterization, especially when the character is a woman, always feels like a double edged sword to me: I’m never sure if the woman is not allowed her anger by virtue of her gender or whether that’s how it would have been written even for a man. Given it’s a kdrama, I’m tending toward the latter here; the narcissistic individualism that permeates western story telling is typically absent in kdramas. 

Still, gender is very integral to this story: Cha Young-jin, is after all, a woman in a man’s job, in both a literal and a metaphorical sense. She’s the protector and the avenger; she’s capable of drop-kicking a man to the ground, and also stepping in to save a lonely little boy. She may cry a lot more onscreen than any man in that role, but she’s also, indisputably, the boss; her authority over her team comes as much from her brilliance as her official position. One of the things I enjoyed about the show was how subtly they talked about how her professional life was affected by her gender: the women look up to her and fawn over her, she’s aspirational to them. The men are wary, even as they acknowledge her brilliance- there’s a simmering undercurrent of professional jealousy and resentment there, even though it ultimately gets smoothed over by the sheer respect they have for her work. 

The queerness in this story then is baked into it from the start; from the fact that Cha Young-jin’s gender performance and role most closely resembles a cis heterosexual man than a cis-het woman; and if that is the case, it’s not a major leap of the imagination to characterize her relationship with Choi Soo-jung as romantic, than platonic or at the very least, a romance that was tragically ended before it could really begin. (Note: I think it’s also absolutely fair to read Cha Young-jin as ace-aro; platonic relationships can be as deep and life-defining as romantic ones- either way, Cha Young-jin is not straight) The writing straight up acknowledges that when  Lee Sun-woo enters the story- and very obviously and sweetly has a giant crush on Cha Young-jin. I thought the interesting thing about this was not just in the way she very sweetly lets him know that she’s not into him, a fact that he seems to have accepted with grace by the end- but also in how different her reaction to his overtures are compared to her reaction to Jung So-yeon’s acceptance of her. There’s this scene in the last episode where So-yeon calls her to invite her over to dinner, and Cha Young-jin’s thrown a bit off-kilter by it in a way that’s not entirely about their antagonistic history; it feels a little like a teenager being asked out by a person they’ve had an unrequited crush on for a bit.

A large part of the story is a straight up apology to a generation of latchkey kids, I think- kids who’ve not had nurturing or trustworthy adults around them- but are expected somehow to grow up into kind, responsible adults. I don’t have too much of the local context for this, but I guess that particular theme is in response to the high school bullying scandals and the insane pressure on children to top grades. The show points out that these kids are forced to grow up before they can enjoy being children- even Cha Young-jin treats Ko Eun-ho more or less like an adult, calling him her “friend”,  even though she acknowledges at some point that he should be allowed to be a child. I think the show tries to acknowledge that difficult space where teenagers are not quite children but definitely not adults and there’s a balance that needs to be found in dealing with them. I still think the show leans toward treating them a bit too much like adults (not helped by the fact that the kids are being played by adults, uff, TV casting!!!), but on the whole the vibe is warm and healing. 

The one thing that entirely ceased to be interesting- despite a glorious performance by Park Hoon as the unhinged Baek Sang-ho- was the cultish serial killer thing. It didn’t feel it had any real substance to it, and the story telling style robs any “suspense” to the reveals- as the audience we’re already ahead of the cops trying to catch the killer. In that sense, the show left me with a strong yearning to get lost in a classic whodunnit again- the really good ones have that trick where they give you all the clues but you’re still left gobsmacked by the reveal in the end. 

Still, you could rightly argue that what the show does- in rather classic kdrama style- is subvert the thriller genre, not just by making a woman the hero and queering the text, but fundamentally viewing this as a healing drama rather than a thriller. This is not a revenge quest, or a whodunnit- it’s about surviving the haunted house of our pasts- every single one of our characters- Cha Young-jin, Lee Sun-woo and even the three kids goes on that journey- and the tragedy of Baek Sang-ho is that his journey is in the reverse direction- in the end, he’s literally and figuratively locked in a dark room again. 

tl;dr watch it for all of the above but also because Kim Seo-hyung in black turtlenecks is the gift we all deserve. 

[angelsvoice1love]

Hwarang

"How you met"

Moo Myung/Sun Woo Rang

You were the best friend of A-ro, and helped her best you could with her family. Even though you were from different worlds, or different stature you still adored your friend more than anything in the world.

Your father owned a restaurant, and it was very well established and popular. Your father wasn't bothered by the fact that you had a friend different from yourself, he only wanted you to be happy.

You were on your way to meet A-ro, walking past her home when you heard someone groan in pain. Worried you ran over, entering the room that was open and saw A-ro's father with a patient.

Y/n: Sir. Can I help in anyway? You offered, as you stepped closer.

A-ro dad: Please, I need you to hold him still as best you can.

Nodding you walked over to the man laying down, taking in all his features as you placed his head on your lap. He squirmed of the pain, as the doctor was working. All you did, was take a wet cloth and dab his face lightly.

The next day, you came to check on the man as you placed some medicine on his wounds. After you cleaned the wounds, you took a spoon and gently poured some water in his mouth causing him to swallow.

A-ro dad: Thank you, for watching over him.

Y/n: I told A-ro, that I'll be helping here for a few days. If you wouldn't mind sir. You can teach me how to do what you do.

A-ro dad: I shall teach you, if that is what you want.

Time skip

After a while, he came out of his room standing outside he ran to Aro's father screaming at him making you run towards them.

Y/n: Please stop. I begged the young man, as he held A-ro's father by the clothes.

Out of nowhere he started crying. A-ro's father explained everything, about her brother and all the hurt he's been through and the young man is his friend.

After hearing this you went to the room with some tea, and some soup as you entered.

Y/n: Please drink this, and eat. It'll build up your strength. I...i was out of line...forgive me.

Sun Woo Rang: You have nothing to apologize for. He said, as he turned to look at you. His eyes were red of crying, lips dry and his voice shaky.

Y/n: I know everything and won't say anything to A-ro. This I promise. You said, giving a small bow as you took out your hankerchiff and placing it in his hand.

Sun Woo Rang: Why are you giving me this?

Y/n: For the tears. It's better to use than your hands, it won't hurt. You smiled as you stood but was stopped by his hand.

Sun Woo Rang: I'm...Dog-Bird. My mother didn't want me, so they gave me this name. Might I know yours?

Y/n: It's Y/n L/n

(King) Sam Maek Jong/Ji Dwi Rang

You are one of the maids that works in the castle, one who is trained in sword fighting and how to be a warrior. The queen asked you to stay by her son's side, making sure no one would recognize him and to keep him safe.

You did as you were told and headed to the place he was staying, with the note in your hand. On arriving, you knocked on the room door preparing yourself for what if to be expected.

Opening the door was the guard that was set to him, he read the note and let you in showing you to the prince who would soon be the king.

Guard: Your highness. He asked, entering as he closed the door fast.

All you heard was voices, and then the door soon opened to reveal a handsome young man. Eyes opening wider, and mouth agap you swallowed fast as you composed yourself.

(King) Sam Maek Jong: What is your name?

Y/n: Y/n your highness. I whispered in a low adio so no one except him would hear.

(King) Sam Maek Jong: You shall call me, sir nothing else. I understood that you are meant to protect me too, and attend to all my needs...wait did you say y/n?

Y/n: I did sir.

(King) Sam Maek Jong: You were my friend in the castle. You were with me in class, upon writing and reading...after that we'd play by the garden. He said, stepping closer as he took your hand in his.

Y/n: I remember sir, but-

(King) Sam Maek Jong: We shall be friend in the sight of others, so that I seem normal.

Nodding you agreed, as he sat down gesturing for you to sit as he wanted to ask many questions.

Han Sung Rung

You came with A-ro to tend to the hurt Hwarang's, since your father worked with A-ro's father he learned a lot and taught you.

You got one of the Hwarang men, who needed stitches on his arm. He looked at you as you cleaned the wound before taking the stitch in hand. He breathed in, getting ready for what was to come.

Y/n: Here. Before I start, eat this root while I'm busy stitching you up. It'll help with the pain.

Han Sun Rung: I do not need it. I'm n-

Y/n: Please. I do not like seeing anyone in pain, that's why I am here...to mend the hurt. You said, as he looked at you.

Opening his mouth, you gently placed the root in his mouth, as he started eating it while you did the stitching. He grinched a few times, but stopped when you were done.

After you were done, you gently started wrapping the arm when he spoke.

Han Sung Rang: Thank you. He said, a smile instantly on his face. Please may I know your name?

Y/n: It's y/n l/n.

Han Sung Rang: it's an honor to meet you. My name is Han Sung Rang. Are you from the l/n household?

Y/n: I am. Maybe I will see you again Mr Han.

Han Sung Rang: Please, call me Sung Rang.

Y/n: Sung Rang...put this medicine on your arm to prevent infection. I hope you get well soon. You smiled in return, as he nodded and walked off.

Soo Ho Rang

You know Ho Rang, since your families are entertwined and are best friends.

Ban Ryu Rang

You were So Ho Rang's sister, and didn't care for the fued between them. You hated how they would always fight, and have absolutely no reason for it.

You were at Okta with your brother, and his friends when they ran into Ban Ryu Rang and his friends. Swallowing you knew what was going to happen, Ho Rang stepped forward, yelling at Ryu Rang but all he did was stay silent.

Ryu Rang looked at you, all he did was raise a brow as you stepped forward grabbing your brother's arm.

Y/n: Please brother. I beg of you don't do this. You asked, as you looked at his friend.

Soo Ho Rang: Y/n-

Y/n: I-

Some guy entered and stopped the fight that started not long after. The man, stood in front of the one man you disliked more than anything and started to fight him by staying in a circle.

You moved around, trying to avoid the man you disliked, when you tripped over his feet sending you stumbling backward and into the arms of someone. Looking up you saw Ban Ryu Rang holding you in his arms, preventing you from hurting yourself.

Soo Ha Rang: HEY! Your brother yelled, as he looked at the sight in front of him.

Letting go of you, you stopped your brother as you placed your hand on his chest.

Y/n: Brother...he only prevented me from getting hurt. Now shall we leave?

He nodded his head, as they turned around leaving you to look over at Ryu Rang.

Y/n: Thank you. You spoke, as you nodded.

Ban Ryu Rang didn't say anything, as he nodded as you walked off.

Knowing Ban Ryu Rang, from the moment the fuad started he never tried to insult you or hurt you in anyway nor did his friends. Which didn't make any sense, since his friends didn't like you either but them not doing anything to you was strange but you didn't complain at all.

[lionmom-svenomverse]

Concept art for my ShiningDance family! More info/HCs on each below the cut!

💙 Captain/Queen Consort Shining Armor - Husband of Queen Mi Amore Cadenza “Cadance”. Ruler of the Crystal Empire. Captain of the Royal Guard. Older brother of Princess Twilight Sparkle and King Consort Spike Sparkle. Trans Bi Polyamorous Stallion (He/him). Unicorn (more specifically, a lunacorn). Descendant of Clover the Clever and Starswirl the Bearded.

💙 Queen Mi Amore Cadenza “Cadance” - Wife of Captain/Queen Consort Shining Armor. Ruler of the Crystal Empire. Princess of Love. Trans Pan Polyamorous Mare (She/her). Royal Alicorn. Descendant of Princess Amore and (possibly) G3 Star Catcher.

💙 Princess Flurry Heart - Eldest child of Shining Armor and Cadance. Crown Princess of the Crystal Empire. Genderfluid Pan Mare (Any pronouns). Royal Alicorn (with lunacorn attributes). Likes hanging out with her cousins and being a good older sister. Has winter-aligned magic, can conjure blizzards at will. A member of the Royal Guard. Special talent probably has something to do with her winter magic idk just yet. Playful but serious when she needs to be.

💙 Prince Sweet Brier Rose Quartz - 2nd child. Agender Aro/Ace Stallion (Any pronouns). 31 y/o. Pegasus. Likes flowers, calligraphy, playing the violin and nature documentaries. Special talent is fencing. Named after a type of rose, as well as the iconic gemstone. Based the green in their hair on Clover the Clever. Looks very intimidating but is a sweetheart and a gentle giant. Wanted to make him Aro/Ace because I think having one of Cadance’s kids be Aro/Ace is a cute concept, and also because MiyaTheGoldenFlower making Flurry Aro/Ace in her verse gave me the idea :]

💙 Prince Concord Beaunoir - 3rd child. Trans Aro/Pan Stallion (He/him). 29 y/o. Unicorn (with lunacorn attributes). Likes alcohol, attention, playing the guitar, wooing anyone he comes across and needle felting. Special talent is wine making. Named after a type of grape as well as a type of wine. Likes attention but doesn’t desire a romantic partner. A cocky bastard but genuinely kind at heart.

💙 Princex Apollo L’Amour Sparkle - 4th child. Nonbinary Demi/Poly Pony (They/them). 26 y/o. Pegasus (with lunacorn attributes). Likes comic books, tabletop roleplaying, coffee, shounen anime and sci-fi literature. Special talent not yet decided. Named after the Greek god of the sun as well as 2 different cultivars of strawberries. Also named after their resemblance to their aunt, Princess Twilight Sparkle. Fairly shy and knowledgeable just like Twi, yet nowhere near as anxious. They’re just chillin!

💙 Princess Ruby Raspberry Chocolate - 5th child, twin sister of Eros. Trans Lesbian Mare (She/her). 22 y/o. Earth pony (with lunacorn attributes). Likes sweets, botany, stained glass art, cartoons and chick flicks. Special talent not yet decided (maybe something along the lines of food?). Partially named after the newest type of chocolate, and shares part of her name with Ruby Roman Rainier, son of Mica (Marble) Pie and Cherry Jubilee. Very excitable; loves everyone and everything. Surprisingly not as self-conscious about being the only Earth Pony in the family as you might think. Has a lot of love in her heart. The brains to Eros’ brawn.

💙 Prince Eros Eversweet Pomegranate - 5th child, twin brother of Ruby. Cis Gay Stallion (He/him). 22 y/o. Common Alicorn (with lunacorn attributes). Likes helping others find love, fairy tales, pie, crocheting and birdwatching. Special talent is matchmaking. Named after the Greek god of love/a cultivar of strawberry and a cultivar of pomegranate. Very calm and relaxed, but quick to anger if you hurt his loved ones. Regardless, he’s a sweet guy and is friends with pretty much everyone. I had a lot of fun designing everyone!! I took a lot of inspiration from other MLP/MLP NG artists but also came up with some ideas myself. I first saw the heart-shaped horn concept from @/fastserve, the Royal Alicorn HC from @/lieutenantcactus, and the concept of lunacorns (or moonicorns) from @/Lopoddity. Ngl I was a bit intimidated when it came to designing the other 5 ShiningDance kids because I wanted to make them look good, but I'm really happy with how they came out! I personally don’t mind straying into more common NG design tropes because at the end of the day we’re all just making kids for candy-colored horses, so it’s supposed to be a lil self-indulgent, but I did try to make something different. Can’t say I’ve seen a lot of ShiningDance kids with green hair! But yeah. Just a reminder that their designs could change whenever I get to making their actual refs (and I’m still only on S4, so I still have 5 seasons worth of lore/character stuff to eventually take into account), but for now I’m having fun doing these headshots. The next design choice to tackle will be their cutiemarks, which I know I’m gonna struggle with, but we'll get there when we get there

[hopelessly-aro]

Friends at First Sight

Soulmate September Day 2: countdown timer on wrist to when you meet

Pairing: Platonic Prinxiety

Tags: meet-cute, soulmate au, platonic love at first sight pretty much, aromantic asexual Virgil, aro-spec Roman (I think it counts as frayromantic/fraysexual but I'm not sure), queer-platonic relationship.

Words: 2052

Summary: Roman always assumed he would have that 'Love at First Sight' moment when he finally met his soulmate. But when the time comes, things aren't quite what he expected. In fact, it might just be better.

Notes: this might be a little OOC because they get on really quickly but I feel like they probably would if they weren't directly working against each other all the time. I dunno, I quite like it.

Warnings: none

AO3

Today was the day. Roman could barely contain his excitement. He checked the timer on his wrist for the hundredth time that day. 3 minutes and 57 seconds. He was meeting his soulmate (his soulmate!) in less than four minutes! He had gone for a walk in the park to try and calm down his nervous jitters that today was the day but it didn't seem to be helping.

Roman tried valiantly to stop glancing at his wrist as the seconds ticked away, but that only meant he started looking around the park, trying to guess which of the other people wandering around would be his soulmate, his soulmate!!!

The time read 3 minutes and 4 seconds, 3 second, 2 seconds...

Come on Roman focus on something else!

Of course, there was no harm in constantly clock watching - he would meet his soulmate no matter what, that's just how it worked - but Roman couldn't help but wish he would have some great romantic, lighting strike kind of meeting, the kind he saw in movies and books and tv shows and everywhere really. And he wouldn't have his perfect meeting if he was engrossed in counting down the seconds until it happened.

He sneaked a glance at his wrist but shoved his hand in his pocket before he could read the time, impatience and romantic nature at war with each other. Instead he focussed on how the autumn sun shone thorough the trees, the red and gold leaves covered the ground, small groups of birds crossing the skies, heading south. He couldn't have asked for a more beautiful day to be the start of his very own whirlwind romance.

Roman always thought his name was really rather apt for how much of a hopeless romanic he was. He'd had so many partners, but he had never felt invested enough to progress beyond a couple of dates or a one night stand. That new-love feeling was wonderful but it had never lasted, and Roman had never found he particularly cared. Wooing and winning a person was all well and good but he just couldn't ever see himself in a romantic relationship with them.

But that was surely because he hadn't met his soulmate! Yes, Roman believed in One True Love and was certain he would find that with his fate-assigned perfect partner.

And with that thought, his self control ran out and he glanced back at the clock on his wrist, breath catching to see the last seconds ticking away.

3 seconds, 2, 1...

OOF!

Roman stumbled back as someone quite literally fell into his arms.

He stared at the young man he was holding (his soulmate, his soulmate!), trying to etch the image of their first meeting into his mind forever. Purple hair, dark eyeshadow under his eyes, hoodie, black jeans, MCR tee - ah clearly an emo then. The panicked look that had been on the man's face quickly gave way to a glare as he surveyed him back.

Oh this guy had some fire! Roman couldn't help letting his mind run away from him for half a second, imagining the friendly arguments they'd have, the misadventures, spending their whole lives together...

(The emo in question was staring up at the most pristine human being he had ever seen. Seriously this guy probably ironed his underwear. For a half second he panicked about what the guy would say if he had messed up his outfit in his clumsiness. Then he registered the delight on his face and the fact that his timer had been on its last second when he'd tripped and fallen on him so this guy must be his soulmate. Somehow he didn't think the guy would care about his outfit all that much.)

Roman was the first to recover. This was his soulmate and Roman only had one mission:

Flirt mode - activated.

"Falling-Out-Boy for me already? I really must be dashing." Roman said with a wink, helping the man to his feet and tutting at the lack of colour in his soulmate's outfit.

"You need to watch where you're going, Prince Charming." The man huffed.

Roman could have squealed at the fact that his soulmate (his soulmate!) seemed to actually understand his (rather terrible) joke, and was bantering back! "Well it worked to sweep you off your feet! Does this make you Cinderella then?"

"If I'm Cinderella then I should be the one sweeping." The man smirked. "I'll be off now, should I leave you a shoe to remember me by?"

He turned to leave without waiting for an answer. Roman reached out and grabbed his hoodie sleeve.

"Not so fast, Marilyn Morose, I'm not letting my soulmate get away from me that easily."

As the man turned back around, Roman suddenly noticed the actual apprehension in his soulmate's eyes. That worried him; what was the emo concerned about? Was it something Roman did? Did his flirting make him feel uncomfortable?

"Heh, didn't really think that would work." The man allowed Roman to drag him to a nearby bench and sat down next to him. He fiddled with the cuff of his hoodie. "Look, I should probably get this out of the way right now...uh I'm aro-ace so I wont ever want a romantic relationship with you. I know most soulmates do, and you were flirting - I think - so I assume that's what you want? But I'd rather not. Uhh sorry about that."

"Oh goodness, don't apologise! I'm sorry for making you uncomfortable, I kinda assumed I would be romantic with my soulmate but I shouldn't have done that." Roman frowned. "You know its odd: I never really considered this might happen but I'm not actually disappointed." He trailed off confused. He loved falling in love, but now he didn't feel like he really wanted that. So what did he want?

"Well that's a vote of confidence." The emo said, drawing into himself.

"Wait no! I didn't mean that in a bad way! I'm just a little confused at the moment. It just that in all the romantic relationships I ever had, I never felt more than superficial attraction, or wanted anything beyond the first date or a one night stand. I thought that was cause I hadn't found the right person, you know?"

Roman was suddenly rethinking most of what he knew about himself and it was taking a second to sink in. "But you're my soulmate...I assumed I'd have that love at first sight moment." Maybe I did, he realised, glancing over at the emo. But like I really, really wanna be his friend, not date him. Strange.

He didn't say that though.

"W-well we can be friends?" The emo piped up, interrupting Roman's thoughts. "Uh I'm Virgil by the way, should probably have said that before we started on the big revelations."

Virgil's words pulled Roman out of his slightly shocked state. "Oh yes of course, I'm Roman! And being friends would be wonderful! Come on, lets go get ice cream."

He stood up abruptly, pulling Virgil along with him.

"Careful Princey! You'll tear my hoodie!"

Roman glanced back and laughed but let go of his arm, berating himself for just grabbing the guy again.

"You're as much of a drama queen as I am!"

"Hey, the difference is this is my favourite hoodie but you're probably like that with all your clothes."

"You know me so well already!"

Virgil laughed as the two made their way over to a small cafe on the other side of the park, ordering their ice creams and sitting outside to eat.

They talked late into the evening, each secretly amazed at how the conversation was the least awkward they'd ever had with a person that had just met. It seemed they bypassed the small talk stage of the relationship completely, jumping straight to a very passionate discussion about representation in modern media. From the way they ranted and Roman's wild arm movements, anyone watching wouldn't have realised they were actually agreeing with each other.

When Roman finally checked the time, dusk was gathering. They swapped numbers and agreed to meet for ice cream again in a few days time.

"Right then, its a date!" Virgil grinned, and then realised what he'd said. "Er well obviously not a date date but-"

"A friend date! See you then My Chemical Non-Romance!"

As Roman turned to walk home, he couldn't help but think he had never gotten on with someone so well so quickly. Ok sure, they'd had a couple of disagreements in their passionate discussions but mostly they had seemed to just...click. It was odd, Virgil was so different from himself: pessimist not idealist, anxious not confident, darkly-clad not flamboyant. 

But he supposed they weren't all that different; they clearly both had a similar flair for the dramatics, spoke their mind, and worried about how others saw them. From the moment Roman had seen him he knew he wanted to spend his life with this man, and after only a few hours talking he knew he could. He just had to hope Virgil felt the same.

(The emo in question had stared after Roman for several seconds before turning to make his own way home. He felt...light. And relaxed. He never felt like that after a social interaction, and he'd almost had a panic attack that morning with worrying what his soulmate would think of him. But it had been fine, more than fine really. They had gotten on like a house on fire - though he really hated that saying - and Virgil was sure he had never been able to just exist so comfortably around another person before. He was in such a good mood he couldn't even bring himself to worry about how Roman felt. Somehow he just knew everything would be alright.)

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Actually, things would be a lot better than 'alright'.

The 'friend dates' very quickly became more informal hang-outs, goofing around, making each other laugh. They spent many an evening-turned-early-morning on the couch together, gleefully ripping into the movies they watched, or talking for hours, or just existing really.

They could always show the other that everything would be alright in the world. Roman would help Virgil through anxiety attacks, and Virgil would be there for Roman on the days when self-loathing got the better of him, each pulling the other from their own terrors.

Roman always enlisted Virgil's help in getting ready for dates. It wasn't like the things were going to last, but he loved the romance and adventure of it, and Virgil turned out to be surprisingly good at hyping up his friend. They consulted each other for fashion advice, or practiced makeup looks on each other. Virgil went to every single one of Roman's plays, calming his nerves before the show and letting him know just how much he was admired by everyone in the audience. Roman was always the first to read Virgil's stories, he listened when Virgil needed to rant about world building, they celebrated together when he got his first publishing contract.

There was no official day when Roman moved in with Virgil - it just sort of happened. Virgil woke up one day, noticed the large amount of beauty products all over his bathroom, how the apartment's decoration was really a combination of both their styles, how he couldn't remember the last time Roman had actually slept at his own place, and he realised how perfectly comfortable he was with the dramatic man in his space 24/7. When Roman woke an hour later, Virgil casually asked him if he wanted to be his QPP and Roman replied that he kinda already assumed they were. They laughed about it, and laughed even more when they went to fetch the rest of Roman's stuff from his place and found there was nothing left to take.

Decades later would find them wandering through the park as they often did, ice-creams in hand, kicking through the fallen leaves as they walked in peaceful quite. Red-gold leaves fluttering through the air; dark trees silhouetted against the purpling-dusk sky. Two platonic soulmates silently marvelling at just how much they loved their person. Really, they couldn't be happier.

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Thanks for reading, I hope you liked it! Let me know what you thought.

I only realised frayromantic/fraysexual was a thing after writing Roman that way so that might not be quite the right word for him. In case its not clear he only feels attraction for a little while but it wears off once he gets to know the person. Lmk if it's not the right word though.

@tsshipmonth2020

[taehungies]

“The king is in Hwarang.”

[dr-gloom]

FandersPrideMeetup Week 2: Representation. You Are Not Alone

Week 2 of @fander-pride-meetup: Representation- Draw/Write/Edit/Express yourself with the Sides/TSCharacters to represent your LGBTQ+ experiences!

A/N: So this is basically just the story of my first Pride (which I went to this year) told through the sides with a few small tweaks. I chose Roman cause I made a post about how important it is to some of us to see Aro!Roman content and a lot of people have agreed with me so here we are

Fandom: Sanders’ Sides

Pairing: none

Words: 1,335

Summary: Roman’s both excited and nervous for his first Pride. With all the discourse online, and so many people telling him he doesn’t belong at Pride because he’s aroace, he can’t help but let his imagination run away with him. What if a TERF comes up to him and starts something? What if a fight breaks out? What if he’s kicked out of Pride because he isn’t “oppressed enough”?

Tags/Warnings: aroace Roman, trans Roman, genderfluid Roman, Pride, anxieties, genderfluid Remy, trans Patton, Patton is pre-T and Roman and Remy are on T, mentions of top surgey/post-op

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Roman groans, the hot June sun beating down on them and making them regret dressing for the aesthetic. This was their first-ever Pride event, and they’d wanted to look badass for the parade they were marching in. They were wearing their tye-dye trans shirt they’d made a year ago, their aro flag over their shoulders and dark wash skinny jeans that were tucked into their new military-grade combat boots. They’d jokingly called them their “TERF-kicking boots”, getting plenty of supportive high fives from the other Kaiser volunteers they were marching with.

They fanned themselves with the paper fan someone had handed them while they all waited to march, saying for probably the tenth time that morning, “It’s too damn hot.” They turned to their friend Remy, who was fanning themselves as well, though they were dressed in more weather-appropriate in short shorts and rainbow socks. “I wish I remembered my water.” Remy pats them on the shoulder.

“Don’t worry babe, I’ve got water if you need any.”

“I brought some frozen water bottles! You want one?”

Roman turns around to look at the shorter man behind them. Patton, they think his name is? “Oh uh, sure! Thank you Patton.” Patton smiles and nods, handing Roman a frozen water bottle that they immediately press against their neck. They groan at the cool mercy on their skin, making Remy and Patton laugh.

                                    ___________________________

“Woooooooooo~!” Patton cries, along with the rest of their group and the audience they pass by. Roman and Remy share a look, laughing.

“Wee-snaaaaaw~!” Roman cries, laughing at how pitchy their voice sounds. Not even five minutes in, Roman and Remy realized that they could no longer “woo” loudly since the T was changing their voice. Maybe in a year or two when it stopped, but for now?

“Wee-snaaawww~!” Remy crows, immediately cackling at the confused looks they received.

Roman unties the aro flag from around their shoulders, the fabric doing nothing to cool them off. Instead they hold it out in front of themselves, trying not to pay too much attention to the audience. The same thoughts that had been plaguing their mind for days come to the front of their brain. What if someone sees them carrying this flag and harasses them? What if they get pushed? Their chest is still healing, they can’t afford to get in a fight.

“Woooooo~!” Patton cries loudly right behind them, silencing their thoughts. Roman laughs shakily and looks around. They’ll be fine.

They aren’t alone anymore.

“I love your flag!!!”

Roman beams.

                                  _____________________________

When they reach the end of the line and everyone starts dispersing, Roman takes Remy’s hand to make sure they aren’t separated in the crowd. The two of them, along with Patton and his mom, find the nearest shade and settle down for a moment. Roman lays out their flag in the grass and bodily collapses on top of it, laying on their stomach. It’s only then that they remember that they’re in fact healing from top surgery, and ow that hurts, why did they do that?

Roman sits up with a pained hiss, a hand over their left pec where it feels like they just got punched. Yeah, they fucked up. In their defense, they were super tired, hot, and possibly dehydrated.

“You okay, babe?” Remy frowns at them, hunching over a little to look Roman in the eyes. Roman does their best to give Remy a reassuring smile. “I forgot I’m not supposed to lay on my stomach. I feel like I just got punched in the tit.” Remy gives a sympathetic hiss, their face scrunched up in pain. “You good though?”

“I don’t know, it hurts like a bitch.”

Paton frown from beside them. “Maybe you should check it?”

Roman looks around. Lift their shirt, in public, and take their binder off? Their heart beats a little faster, and they have to remind themselves that it’s fine. This is Pride, they don’t have boobs anymore, and this is a health concern. Roman nods, lifting their shirt and pulling the velcro aside to take off their binder.

Everything looks the same; almost-flat chest, tape covered stitches… Roman prods at their sensitive flesh. It seems kind of tough, but that’s probably just swelling, right? They pointedly ignore a passing girl going, “Oh, gross” and put their binder back on. After fixing their shirt, they smile at Remy and Patton. “It’s fine. Why don’t we head to the festival?”

                                     __________________________

“They’re blocking this entrance, too?” Roman grouses, starting to get really annoyed. And yeah, they get why people are protesting. The city had taken away their ban on uniformed cops at Pride and tons of people were pissed, but… “They do realize the only people they’re hurting by blocking all the entrances is their fellow LGBT, right? Like, we had no say in this shit, hell, I don’t want uniformed officers here either, but I still want to have fun.”

Remy nods at their side with a frown. “This is getting kinda redic. We’ve been walking around for twenty minutes now looking for an opening.”

Roman holds their hand out and Remy takes it without a second thought, letting Roman lead them through the crowd. The two keep walking, passing by a cop who was talking with some other people looking for an entrance. As soon as they round the corner, they see a large black woman dragging a knife back and forth over the zipties keeping the fence up around the festival. Roman slows to a stop, Remy at their side watching curiously. The ziptie snaps and the woman pulls at the fence, but it doesn’t move much. By this point, they’re starting to draw a bit of a crowd. Roman speaks up. “See that thing on the ground? You gotta pull the fence up- there you go.” They grin as she lifts the fence, freeing it from the stand and pushing it open. Roman rushes forward with Remy and the rest of the crowd, everyone spilling through the gap like water on a sinking ship.

Roman is practically giggling with glee, their steps almost like little hops with the sudden surge of excitement in their veins. They look back at Remy, who’s got a matching grin on their face. As they pass the metal storage crates and get closer to the festival they catch up to the woman, calling out a “Thank you!” and running off.

                                     ___________________________

Roman walks away from the stall pouting, dragging their feet.

“Not here either?” Remy asks, but pity and amusement in their eyes.

“No! You’d think one booth would have more flags than just- just the basic L-G-B-T! That’s so basic! What the hell!”

Remy pats their shoulder sympathetically. “Babe, we’ve been walking around for like… An hour. You’re hungry, you’re out of water, and your feet hurt, yeah?” Roman nods. “Then let’s get something to drink at least and then maybe we’ll go.” Roman sighs and nods again.

“Yeah, okay, let’s go.”

They’d gotten their drinks and walked around once more to make sure they saw everything, stopping at at least half the booths to spin their free-stuff wheels. Roman saw a girl walking around with an ace flag draped over her shoulders like a cape and their face lit up.

“I love your flag!!!”

                                    _____________________________

“So how did it go?” Roman’s mother’s voice flows from the speakers of their car. Roman grins. “It was pretty good. The parade was really fun, and I got some free stuff. Met some really cool people. There was a guy there dressed as gay Satan! It was so awesome, he was like, rainbow everything. I got some good pictures.”

Roman’s mother laughs. “I’m glad you had fun. I’ll see you at home?”

“Yeah mom, see you at home.” Roman smiles as they hang up, reflecting on their day. They had no idea what they’d been so worried about. No one had bothered them, or questioned why they were there. In fact, they weren’t the only aroace there!

They weren’t alone anymore.

[mahou-goth]

I kno u drew pride bees but what r ur headcanons for RW + JN(P)R?

I actually reblogged a post below of headcanons I have for RWBY! But I'm gonna go off anyways I love talkin about this shit--

I haven't thought quite as much about JNPR bc I'm more invested in RWBY (plus my headcanons for JNPR have changed a lot) buuuut? (These are all also based on ships I like and how I interpret some of the show, so obviously it's all just my opinion.)

Jaune - bi/demi • I like to think he hasn't quite figured out his attraction to more than girls yet and has been a lot more closed off to romance unless he's formed a really close bond.

Nora - pan?? • I'm not 100% sure, I really only ship her with Ren romantically, I also really like NB Ren so.

Pyrrha - pan • I mean come on. I can't see her as anything but pan akfjdhdh

Ren - pan/ace • I dunno, it just seems self explanatory and like pan/ace fits him really well!

(I know I drew bees for pride but I'm gonna talk about them anywayssss)

Yang - demi/lesbian • I've aaaaalways headcanoned her as a lesbian, but I dunno why I never thought of demisexual until I saw the post I reblogged a ways down. Like!! It seems so obvious now!!! Hello!!!!!!!

Blake - demi/bi • pretty much the same as Yang, I've also always headcanoned Blake as bi and I think demisexual fits her really well too.

Weiss - changes on a daily I SWEAR • I don't 100% know what I see her as? One day it'll be a useless lesbian and the next it'll be heteroflexible. I ship her with a lot of characters too so it's just everywhere. Lately though my love for Sunflakes has come back full force as my favourite Weiss ship so currently I probably see her as heteroflexible.

Ruby - aro/ace • I had a lot to say about her so I saved her for last oops. BUT I see her as aromantic and asexual, and not in the "she's aro/ace cause she's too innocent/ignorant/young/naive" kind of way cause that's dumb and undermines asexuality and why people identify as such. Ruby isn't ignorant or naive when it comes to romance, she knows what it is. She can confirm romantic feelings without a vocal question. (Again, this is others' interpretation as well as my own) She knows what romance looks like, and she's still not interested. Yeah, it could be because she's more focused on, y'know, saving the world and who knows! Maybe towards the end of the series she'll be romantically involved with someone. But for me personally, I don't see it happening. I like to think she tried to be, back towards the beginning of the series (which also ties in to this post about her having a crush on Emerald.) I think about it like this: as soon as she set foot on campus at Beacon, she was pegged as different from her classmates. Her sister thought everyone was gonna think Ruby was the bees knees, and Weiss immediately knew she was younger by a simple glance. I think she knew from the start she'd stick out like a sore thumb, so maybe she tried to test the waters with romance back then. Everyone else around her seemed to be involved with it somehow: Ren and Nora's obvious crush on him, Pyrrha pining for Jaune, Jaune's fruitless attempts to woo Weiss, Neptune being. Neptune, Sun and Blake seeming to have a thing, and Yang also realizing she may have feelings for her partner. Romance! Romance everywhere! And then you have Ruby, who came to Beacon two years early and maybe wanted to "fit in" a bit more cause she wants to be a normal girl with normal knees. Maybe her early exploration of her sexuality was a bit on the naive side (cause come on, we've all been there in some way. not all of us know how we identify right away) and she crushed on Emerald, partially because she really liked her, and maybe partially because it's what everyone else was doing too. She didn't want to stick out any more than she already did. But I think as time went on and she matured, she realized trying to force herself to fit in was naive, it's just not her thing, and her classmates treated her like an equal for the most part anyways. I think it hit her that "oh hey, it's okay to not be in to this, who cares if others are I'm fine the way I am."

Wow that got long sorry. TL;DR I stan aro/ace Ruby and you can pry this headcanon from my cold dead fingers. It's also why I waver on shipping her with anyone and for the most part don't at all. Sometimes ships with her seem cute? But yeah!

[xhaotixaesthetica]

College! Jaebum x Kinda Mad Genius! Reader

Starlink Intergalactic Navigator 

You are in: a genetic mutation of Gaia, the dwarf planet 

look at this cute ass idiot ugh my heart

so WE’RE GONNA SPICE HIS AU UP A BIT totally not because I’m already sick of the same reader inserts, just enjoy this as a story and don’t complain pls

in this au you’re an astrophysics and computer programming major, minoring in bioengineering

in other words, you’re smart af

like you’re one of those child prodigy kids

Graduated high school early and took a bunch of AP's and CLEP tests so you’re way ahead and somewhere in between a junior and a senior but since you’re so young, you just say you’re a junior

you literally have the IQ of a genius and a bunch of Ivy league schools got in a fight over you but you were like nah nah i want something fUn so you came to SEOUL WOO HOO

you get A's in everything without even trying but that's OK because it leaves more room for you to do more SCIENCE

currently in a polyamorous relationship between you, Math, and Science

you’re really fascinated by the complexity of the universe but at the same time really into physics and math so when you found out that astrophysics existed when you were like 12, you knew that was it for you

you barely have time to eat, much less be fashionable, so you wear pretty nothing but jeans, huge hoodies, Converse, and a super hero t-shirt underneath (same but just because i’m too broke to dress nice)

with good brains comes bad everything else and you’re a hot fucking mess

clumsy, notes scattered all over the place, writing astrophysics shit in the margins of all your papers and doodling constellations on them while the professor lectures, it’s bad

you’re actually kind of extroverted and hyper but you just focus all that energy into astrophysics so everyone thinks you’re a hermit

you’re not obsessed with video games and comic books specifically, you’re just obsessed with space

like Star Wars, Star Trek, Battlestar Galactica, Ender's Game, Prey, Alien, Dead Space, and even Halo, you love em all, cause fuCkinGH spACE MAN same i’m a space gay

you aLwAyS pLaYS THE FUCKIN SPACE OVERTURE ON YOUR PHONE AND WALK IN SLOW MO INTO YOUR APARTMENT AND YOUR ROOMMATE IS LIKE I HAD TO WATCH THAT WITH MY OWN TWO EYES

always writing reminders on yourself but they only help 60% of the time because you’re a hot mess

you can play the harp and the sitar?? the most random ass instruments, you literally have your harp in your bedroom and your sitar in your lab and like they were gifts from one of your cousins and you’re really protective over them

whenever you have a mental block you sit cross-legged and start playing your harp/sitar and chanting OM or the lyrics to We Will Rock You and your roommates are like omg they really are a mad scientist

you don't mind relationships but like no one wants to be with you cause they think you’re kind of fucking insane so you try not to think about it and just blow stuff up in the chem lab

like you’re really excited, you’ll gladly talk to people and you’re really bubbly and happy and friendly but all you talk about is astrophysics??? and you’re not on like level one, no you started reading college level astrophysics books when you were 14, you’re like wayyyy past PhD level so it's like you’re speaking another language

and no one wants to hang out with you like they think it's cute how passionate you are and how fucking just warm and open you are but still no one wants to be around you cause you’re like some sort of mad scientist and they're not interested in what you’re talking about

but you keep a smile on your face and keep to your astrophysics even though you start to think something's wrong with you and start getting kinda sad

aw bby :’(

and tHEN THEY WERE ROOMMATES that's when Jaebum came along

Jaebum is majoring in Ancient Studies and minoring in Greek and he’s Captain of the Football Team

pretty much every male-attracted person likes him but ain't no one going near that boy cause he is T E R R I F Y I N G

wears all black and never says anything and then when you talk to him he just has this resting bitch face on with no expression and everyone's like I’ll I’ljust go now and he just continues reading

he’s always reading with his earbuds in, you bother him it's your funeral

and it's weird cause like he has friends a precious few and ppl know he's not cold with them so why’s he ALWAYS COLD AND APATHETIC TO EVERYONE ELSE LIKE YOU GOOD MATE???

knows he's terrifying and uses it to his advantage

has no problem glaring down people who reach for the same thing at the supermarket or try cutting in front of him at starbuck’s and they near shit themselves

does not give two shits about all the people staring at him all the time as long as they don't talk to him or interrupt his reading

stays at home unless he's at class, practice, or a game

on the Dean’s List, and a massive teacher’s pet

but still, people just like to admire him for his looks and gush about how mysterious he is and that really irks him cause no one wants to actually spend the time to get to know him he’s not even that mysterious, he’s actually a bit of a crackhead so he's like i don't need y'all i have the Gupta Dynasty to keep me company

youngjae and yugyeom rolling their eyes, like HeRe HyUnG GOES AGAIN

knows more about ancient worlds than the current world?? like sometimes mark catches him staring at technology like it's an alien concept and he's like dude you've had a cell phone since you were like 12, when was the last time you had a break from reading that, chill out for a second and come back to modern times

and jb just scoffs like i don't need your modern times and buries his head in the book again but he just wants someone who's able to talk about the present AND the past with him without ignoring one cause he thinks both are really important

anyways one day you were late to an 8am class and you were rushing and dropped some papers and Jaebum came across it and he was like what in ThE HELL IS THIS cause first of all it was almost completely illegible and then when he did manage to read it, he couldn't understand it cause it was real complex math and science shit and he looked at the name and he knew who you were cause you’re the campus genius and the campus crazy

so he hunts you down until he comes across your lab later on in the day and you’re frantically looking through your BILLIONS OF PILES of looseleaf paper and jb's just thinking about how much of a fit jinyoung would have if he saw this tomfoolery

and he handed you your stuff and you were so grateful and friendly and you reminded him of a crazier version of youngjae

he couldn't help but be curious when he saw the really complicated math and science going on on your paper and he was like what's that, how does it work, what's the history

for a full fifteen seconds, you looked at him like he was god incarnate and you like i'M gLaD yOu AsKeD

and you were talking really fast but the way your eyes lit up when you talked about astrophysics and the way the sun from the window illuminated your features jfc

jb didn't believe in love in first sight he swore he didn't

unless it was you

like even if you weren’t conventionally pretty and most people wouldn't even notice you, bummie didn’t care, it was like you were the goddamn sun or something

he stops you in the middle of explaining and he's like look you're going a bit too fast, so could you repeat what you said but just a lil bit . . . slower

and for a long moment, you were stunned jungshook because like this boi . . . this devastatingly handsome boy who blows everyone off and makes them wet their pants in fear wants to hear me rant to him about astrophysics

and he actually wants you to slow it down so he can understand instead of just pretending to listen

and like you may be a genius but JB just broke your brain for a second

but then you jump back into it like yeah sure

and jae honestly finds you fucking adorable like how excited you get about astrophysics and he actually finds himself interested in it and then he starts talking about ancient cultures and greek and you already kinda know everything he's talking about and enjoy the conversation and he's all heart eyes

gets protective over you after like 2 days???

you don't care, you’re just happy there's someone who thinks you’re interesting so you don't even notice him glaring at anyone who talks to you and always hanging around you to scare other guys off

tbh bummie doesn't really comprehend why people don't like being around you cause like??? you’re so fucking pretty and cute?? you took all his uwus reader

only takes like 10 days before JB finds out you’re really affectionate and you’re hugging and cuddling all the time but he actually???likes it

and soon he's the one begging you for cuddles and you’re like ( ^_^) ofc babe lemme just finish doing these calculations right quick and JB's like asdfghjkl did they just call me what i think they just called me

but like you guys are always hanging at your lab and since JB doesn't really talk except with you and his friends and you never talk about anything but astrophysics on the off chance she gets back to the dorm in time enough to talk at all no one knows that you guys are even hanging out

it's not long after that jae asks you out and he takes you to an amusement park and you have a FiElD dAy because sooooooo much math? and pretty colors? and cotton candy? and he's made you the happiest person ever and in that moment when he sees your face he just can't help himself like pls be my s/o and you’re like ASDFGHJKL ARE YOU PLAYING WITH ME RIGHT NOW JFC OFC

and he just drops a bomb on his friends like they're all going out to dinner and he brings you and he's got his arm around your waist and he's just like guys meet my s/o and everyone's choking like S/O We ThOuGhT YoU wErE aRo oR sMtHiNG and for a minute they're so confused because no one even knew jaebum was talking to someone much less the mad scientist person when did this happen

and like they can see all throughout dinner that you’re really fucking strange but it's kind of cute and it makes bummie happy so Welcome to the Family, we have cookies

lol friends? nope, say goodbye to those, everyone is so terrified of bummie and his resting bitch face and them muscles that they refuse to come near you cause you’ve basically got Jaebum stamped on your forehead but that's ok because somehow you became really good friends with his friends and like you have this group chat that jae's not in specifically so they can share embarrassing things for you to tease him about later

but bummie highkey encourages it because if he pretends to get mad, you’ll play your harp for him and he loves that shit

jaebum will knock the living daylights out of anyone who mistreats you or makes you feel bad

like one time yall were walking back after a date and this dude grabbed your ass and was about to open his mouth to say some vulgar shit but he didn’t even get the chance before jaebum LEAPED ON HIM LIKE A FUCKING INSECT AND MOWED HIS ASS D O W N

jae had like two scratches on him meanwhile the dude on the floor probably needed a goddamn ambulance and he just took your hand and continued walking like anyways, like i was saying, no one can give me a valid reason why I shouldn’t get a cat

yall will 10/10 adopt a cat together

well it was supposed to be one but yall were weak bitches, so it turned into 3 same

at first yall rotated the cats between y’all’s apartments but then you were both like let’s just fucking move in together omfg

bam bam constantly breaks into your apartment to play with your cats

you come and cheer jae on at his football games

the first time everyone was SHOOK 

for fuck’s sake, you just learned what a touchdown was when you infiltrated a superbowl party for the food sAME, why tf were you even here

but then they saw jae beam at you and they were like omfg, they’re these people

when they win, he runs up and scoops you into his arms and spins you around, pressing a bunch of kisses all over your face and calling ou his good luck charm and you’re screaming at him for hugging you while he’s sweaty and gross even though you’re laughing and kissing him back

when he loses, you and him go to McDonalds after he showers and you just sit at a table eating while he nuzzles his head in your neck and sulks

reader, i highkey advise you to get a couple tats or a body piercing and not tell him

just have your hoodie off one day so he happens to see the tat/piercing and you’ll see his eyes darken and he’s trying to keep calm like

“i didn’t know you had tattoos/piercings”

and he’s looking down at you so intensely he’s almost glaring

“i do, wanna try and find them all?”

you did it

you activated beast mode

whenever jae sees you upset or sad, he’ll just engulf you with his whole body and you can smell his aftershave and feel his warmth while he puts on calming music and tells you greek myths in that smooth, soothing voice

and when you have your head on his chest, half asleep, he’ll just kind of stop for a second because holy fuuck, you’re so gorgeous and you’re his? how did he land you?? he’s the luckiest guy in the world?

and when you look up, wondering why he stopped talking, you see him looking at you with just this really soft, mushy look of complete adoration and before you can even say anything, he’s like i fucking love you

I WAS GONNA WRITE MORE, BUT I GOTTA END IT NOW, I’M FUCKING SOFT HNNNGGH 

Gaia, the dwarf planet 

[mrkwonandmrchoibabygirl]

I'm emotionally ruined becouse of Hwarang (not really)

I can't keep my emotions straight becouse of Hwarang ending I'm happy that sun woo is with aro I shipped them in the begging and now drama ended someone help me

[stephaniecandywilliams]

PLEASE!!! I need a friend to talk Hwarang with and fangirl over Sunwoo/Dog-Bird's adorkableness!!! You ship him and Ah Ro, right??? I've seen so many shipping with with Jinheung, but I agreed with what you said that he clearly makes her uncomfortable, and I really didn't like the fact that he forced a kiss on her in that one episode. She's comfortable with Sunwoo, so I don't get why she would want to pick a guy who she literally runs away from since Day one.

Hehe yas I got a new friend now XD Yes I do ship Aro and Sunwoo, since they feel so comfortable around each other (well once Aro gets over the brother or lover stage, they’ll get really close I’m sure of it XD) 

But it’s not like I don’t ship Aro with Jinheung though ;) I just think that from an analyst point of view, their relationship is VERY interesting and I’m the kind of person that likes to analyze these situations :) Aro is like the epitome of comfort and Jinheung is deprived from the kind of comfort he gets from Aro since childhood, so he latches on and tries to win her heart. But, being isolated for so long didn’t help him understand what Aro wants, and therefore he’s just not what Aro looks for in a love interest. 

When I realized at one point watching the drama that if Aro chose Jinheung then she’ll become empress, I’m like “OH GOD” 

Basically I’m biased XD because I love my baby Hyungsik who plays Jinheung and I like Jinheung more than I like Sunwoo (sorry Seojun :’)) I feel so sad for Jinheung that he couldn’t win the heart of the girl he likes, king or not. And I am so sure that Aro would not accept him at all, because firstly she does not want to be an empress and have her life threatened day and night, two Jinheung is not her type, three she likes Seonwoo already, and most IMPORTANTLY number four, Jinheung basically caused her brother to die. And that is quite the main reason Aro and Jinheung would never get together. Jinheung will be hated by her for life once she finds out. /sobs/

[moonrose-garden]

okay goddAMNIT i forgot the stupid tumblr thing limits your tags i have to ramble again then oh boy so most of the queer identities work ; "wlw" "mlm" "queer" "bi" "pan" "trans" "poly" "ace" "enby" "pride" "butch" femme" "aro" "gay" then there's stuff like "bipoc" "blm" which are under 5 letters- "magic" "witch" "bread" "cheese" "soup" "punk" "metal" "butter" "toast" "ramen" "broke" "rich" "moon" "sun" "star" "stars" "squish" "soft" "tough" "love" "friend" "babe" "cute" "hot" "cool" and animals too ; "dogs" "cats" "rats" "raven" "crow" "bird" "fish" "whale" "bunny" "snake" "frog" "ram" "sheep" "cow" "shark" "slug" "snail" "crab" "shell" "worm" and if you mix the earrings you could make fun combos, like combining the earrings to make slightly more complicated messsages, eg "gay frogs", "poly witch", "enby pride", "aro ace", "rich femme", "wlw babe", "cheese bread"- you probably sell em in pairs, which would make sense admittedly, but if you did solo ones you could lots of different combinations-- even if you didn't have combo ones i think swear ones would probably sell at least to some people; like earrings that literally scream "fuck"? oh yeah i would wear those everywhere babey. "fuck", "shit", "bitch", "ass", "hell", "heck" is funny to me personally but i dont know if those would sell honestly i think that covers all my bases that the stupid tumblr tag thing deleted on me woo. hopefully that helps?

I NEED WORDS WITH 5 OR LESS LETTERS ASAP

hi!!! Me and my good friends are trying to start up a small jewelry buisness, and im making earrings!! The earrings are made of safety pins and beads, but each one can only fit five beads max. We have a stall at a flea market next month and im trying to make as many different pairs of earrings as i can before then. Ill be making custom ones at the market, probably, but i want to have some to showcase, so PLEASE HELP ME WITH IDEAS!!!!

[nyaaaaaw]

omfg a thot just came to me!! I went to the doctor 2 days ago for a check up and he looked like a face ive seen before but i couldnt pinpoint then i just rewatched some hwarang clip and realized my doctor looked like sun woo's fake dad/aro's dad in hwarang I AM SHOCKED RN HAHAHA the similarities!!