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jenchan-writingmultis · 2 months

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Twisted Wonderland Boys x Gn! Reader Breakups

A/n: I had fun writing this one! I hope you like it!

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Chapter One: Heartslabyul

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Sypnosis: Imagine how twisted Wonderland boys are as your ex-boyfriends? Who would cut ties first? or how they would break up with you due to unforeseen circumstances? what was the reason for their breakup, and how would they do it?

Warning: Self-destructive behavior on reader's part (Jack Howl)

Savanaclaw:

Leona: He breaks up first because of his fear of hurting you

𓃬 There are plenty of reasons why Leona would break up with you, but one’s thing for sure, it wasn’t because of his royal family, or some bullshit like that. He just thinks it’s better to part ways than to deal with the current problem that was arising in your relationship with him.

𓃬 Your relationship was going normal and actually perfect for once, he had someone who he cared for deeply and someone he finally can keep for himself, not someone for his brother, you were only his. He was content with what he had, and for the first time, he started to be present in classes if it meant spending more time with you (since you told him multiple times that you were not gonna cut classes with him) so he reluctantly started going to class more often just to spend a few more hours with you. Be grateful herbivore, the things he does for you.

𓃬 However, he still wanted more than just you, still pushed further, still wished for validation, for success that he can be number one, not only to prove himself to the world and his royal family, but to you too. He didn’t want you to think he’s always at best, a second rate.

𓃬 You were kept in the dark of his plans, since you’re not a savanaclaw student, he could plan freely without you knowing, his plans were corrupted as hell too.

𓃬 The moment that he executed that plan however, he didn’t expect you to be part of the one rebelling against him. Was this some kind of sick joke? Why did you decide to defend Malleus’ than your own boyfriend? That became a reason why he was pushed off the edge, in the state of his distress, his judgement was clouded, and he almost turned you and Ruggie into sand.

𓃬 When he woke up from his overblot, the first thing he noticed was your arm, you were hugging him, begging him to wake up, that his ears flopped down, his hand twitching to touch your arm, which you didn’t let him since you were hugging him so tightly with that one unharmed arm.

𓃬 “Herbivore” his expression turned into worry, as he touches your hand “I’m okay” you whispered, trying to hold his hand as well, except, you couldn’t feel your hand.

𓃬 His breath hitches when he saw your hand unable to move, burying his face into your shoulder he sighs, “Let’s go to the clinic”

𓃬 He tried to offer you his bed indirectly, but you refused multiple times, stating that you only had an injury on your arm while he might be suffering internal damage.

𓃬 At first, he didn’t feel anything for awhile due to the effects of the overblot, but he felt especially bad when he saw how bad your hand was harmed. The doctor stating that you were lucky that your nerves weren’t permanently damaged, and with physical therapy. Hearing that made his frown go further. While it was a guaranteed success, what happens if he overblots again?

𓃬 Fuck, he didn’t even know that you were part of Malleus’ little scheme, if he knew, he would have dissolve the plan and create a new one just to get you out of it.

𓃬 Biting his lip, he looks down, looking defeated.

𓃬 “Leona, it’s okay” you tried to touch his hand but he pulls it away, turning away from where you’re sitting besides him. He didn’t understand what he was feeling currently. Was it anxiety? He wouldn’t overblot again cause of this right? He couldn’t help but sigh and just close his eyes, hoping that this was some kind of shitty dream, and he hoped he wakes up out of it.

𓃬 He unfortunately, did not wake up from the nightmare, still seeing the scar on you as the result of his action, he thought giving it time, it’ll heal up eventually, but it became a reminder that not only was he a danger to his juniors, but a danger to you himself.

𓃬 He chuckled bitterly to himself one time when you two were cuddling you on top of him while his hands were behind his head, using it as a pillow, he wanted to cuddle you as well, but this new fear of his was starting to develop and consume him.

𓃬 Looking at the ceiling, the silence was deafening, you scrolling on magicam as usual, what was once a relaxing moment, became a suffocating embrace to Leona, and you were clueless about it.

𓃬 “Hey” he calls out to you as you stopped scrolling, placing your phone on the bed as you lift your head up. “Yeah?”

𓃬 His expression was unreadable as he didn’t even bother looking at you. “Let’s end it”

𓃬 “What?” you sprung up, pulling away from him as he closes his eyes, eyebrows knitting as if he’s the one annoyed, shouldn’t it be you?

𓃬 “I just lost interest” he lied, closing his eyes more, not wanting to see your expression. But you didn’t buy that, you tried to grab his arm, trying to get him to open his eyes and look at you, but he didn’t. “Herbivore, just leave, I know what I said was pretty painful, you can deal with it when I’m out of the picture”

𓃬 Your heart shattered, biting your lip, “Is this about what happened in the overblot? Leona, I told you I’m fin-“

𓃬 “What happens if I overblot again?” he asked, finally opening his eyes as your breath hitches, seeing the turmoil of emotions in it. “What happens if you became my target, again?”

𓃬 “You sided with Malleus, you betrayed me” he reasoned, thinking that if he acted as if he was hurt by your betrayal, you might have a reason to move on from him “I can’t just let that slide Herbivore”

𓃬 He was expecting refute, anger, expecting a slap on his face but his eyes widened when a tear strolled down your face.

𓃬 He reached out instinctively, a habit he developed ever since you started dating as he wipes your tears away.

𓃬 “I’m sorry” you sob out, trying to lean closer to the hand that became your comfort for all these years.

𓃬 Leona sighs, finding it hard to push you away when he wasn’t the only one that got their defenses broken down, but yours as well.

𓃬 “Give it some thought” he urges, cupping your cheeks. “Let’s take a break from each other, that’s all I ask”

𓃬 It was much better than breaking up.

𓃬 As an "ex" boyfriend, he's a 9/10, respects the time he asked for, he wouldn't bother you, he trusts you that much. He was the one that asked for it as well. it will depend on you if you two got back together. Did you find someone new? or did you realize you deserve so much better? Either way, he will support your decision once you see your life without him in the narrative.

Ruggie: Breaks up first

𓃢 Ruggie lived paycheck by paycheck already, he didn’t expect that he’d add another in his already hectic life.

𓃢 He really tried his best to become a good boyfriend to you, but like Riddle, he has a lot of side hustles that he gives priority over you. Of course, he loves you! It’s just he wants to place his family first. Which would be a reason for your breakup.

𓃢 You both had different priorities in life, and while the start of your relationship was stable to the point it felt like a dream that Ruggie could never had, it was real, even if for a short moment, he loved you, he knows that you were going to drift apart eventually.

𓃢 No one loves forever, a controversial take but nonetheless true for people with limited lifespans, if he was immortal, he’d place trying to get out of poverty for the first hundred years and once he’s stable, he’d court you.

𓃢 But that’s just a pipe dream, he doesn’t even know if he’d ever get out of getting scraps from the ground off rich people who he had to mooch on. He certainly didn’t want that kind of life for you.

𓃢 So, as early as possible, he’d break it off, it didn’t surprise him that you agreed, having to have spent less time this month than the other. He is hurt with how fast you agreed to breaking up with him, not knowing that you only agreed so he wouldn’t pass out of exhaustion just because he didn’t want to sleep to spend time with you.

𓃢 Seeing him getting run ragged by various jobs, even by Leona made your heart ache, and add to the fact that you were starting to become one of the people he exhaust his remaining energy in.Instead of feeling like you were his rest, you started feeling like you were the burden, an additional burden to the plethora of responsibilities he had.

𓃢 During the time of your break up, he managed to get you out on a date, he didn’t know if this was considered sick and twisted when your first official date with him became the last one as well. He was going to use the money to take you out a few months ago, in a cafeteria just a walk away from NRC, but deciding against it, thinking that you deserved better.

𓃢 Which sucks cause now, he’s going to take you out somewhere more decent with the thought of leaving you. During the whole time, he couldn’t read your expression, he was straight to the point with it, telling you that he didn’t see a future with you and that he thinks that you deserve better than him, he can’t provide you with luxurious stuff that usually, other students are very capable of achieving.

𓃢 You wanted to argue that you weren’t a gold digger, and that you didn’t fall for him because of anything other than the fact that he’s… him. But Ruggie kept going, giving more and more reasons for you to leave, he was a bad guy, he could hurt you, he’s poor. You didn’t have the heart to stop him from his self-deprecating thoughts when he looked like he needed to spill all of it out.

𓃢 In the end, you agreed, realizing that Ruggie needed his space, and needed his time back, if you were out of the picture maybe he’ll finally get the rest that he needed.

𓃢 As an ex-boyfriend, he’s a 10/10, he’d treat you the same, except without any labels, you went back easy being his friend, even if you both had lingering feelings for each other. Maybe once he’s out of poverty, he’ll court you again, if you accept him.

Jack: You break up first

𓃠 Jack as a boyfriend is like Trey, they’re both major green flags, so what is there to break up about? Especially when Jack believes heavily that people, at least his species, only loves once. When he realizes that he’s falling for you, he didn’t outright say it at first when he found out about it. Taking his time in reflecting whether the feelings he’s experiencing is just closeness akin to friendship, or did he really want you to be his lover?

𓃠 After a few months of contemplating, he finally found the answer. He truly sees you as someone he wants to be with and introduce his family to. So he confessed, he was only slightly expecting that you’d say yes to his proposal, and that sliver of hope blossomed when you agreed to trying to have a date!

𓃠 This relationship blossomed quite slowly, with Jack prioritizing individuality often that he wasn’t the type to hover over you 24/7, you two could meet often or not, his feelings for you doesn’t change (Hide the fact that whenever he sees you, his tail wags so fast that it thumps on whatever surfaces he’s near)

𓃠 While you’re his first relationship, he knows how to navigate like a professional (only because his siblings often showed him romance movies) so expect some flowers, hand holding (even if he’s shy about it and totally uses the excuse that he didn’t want to lose you in such a crowd) and cuddling. Kissing makes him too flustered.

𓃠 Your lovelife with him was going great, until you started to feel like you didn’t deserve any of his pure love.

𓃠 Maybe it was you, but Jack’s love went from comforting to downright sickening. What made this drastic change? The bundle of fond memories you had, made you realize that you didn’t have any bad arguments with your lover, and whenever It does happen, he’s always quick to talk it out with you. Your friends said you’re lucky to have him, you truly are happy that you have him, but do you deserve it?

𓃠 Jack would notice it, he knew you had the tendency to be self-destructive, but he failed to realize the fact that it could range to this extent, you avoided him, and whenever he sees you, he tries to chase you down the hallway, and you’d tell him to leave you alone to think.

𓃠 He was confused and frustrated, overthinking If he had done something bad to you to react this way. He tried asking your friends, who became his friends too, if you’re doing alright, but even they have no clue.

𓃠 Sometimes he’d think if he should go to your dormitory whenever class ends but decides against it, thinking that you need some space, and always reassuring himself that you wouldn’t leave. You were just feeling a bit under the weather so maybe a breath of fresh air away from him would suffice.

𓃠 But it went on… for days, he didn’t think before how dependent he was to you as his rest. It was starting to get obvious in the eyes of others that you two got into some fight, what they didn’t know was it was one sided, with you trying to fix your feelings that became sour out of nowhere.

𓃠 Even Leona was starting to get annoyed by Jack’s rampant circling around the Savanaclaw that he grabbed the junior’s shoulder and forced him to sit down on the floor. “What the hell is wrong with you?” he growled, glaring at the other.

𓃠 “I-“ he stopped himself, should he ask his housewarden for love advice? Was that appropriate? As if reading Jack’s face he sighs, “If this is about them, why don’t you personally ask them what’s up?”

𓃠 “Huh?” Jack looked dumbfounded before scratching the back of his neck, contemplating once again if that was alright. “I don’t want to bother them”

𓃠 “If you continue dragging along the problem in your relationship, it’ll leave nothing but a trail of bad memories” Leona says, crossing his arms. “So, if I were you, be a man and go visit them, they might need It more than you think.”

𓃠 Jack stares at his housewarden before nodding, standing up. “I’ll be right back,” he says, turning around but stopping his track and turning around briefly, “Thank you sir” which Leona just grunts in response.

𓃠 Now Jack was rushing to your dormitory, arriving there with just less than 20 minutes. The knock made you snap out of your thoughts as you checked who it was, slightly opening it to meet with massive body blocking your entrance.

𓃠 “Jack?” you said, looking at him as you felt your heart drop, seeing him after awhile made you feel sick. “Hey” a short answer was the only thing he could muster as he backs away, realizing you looked pale.

𓃠 “Could we talk?” he asked, if you didn’t know him well, he would have sounded demanding, but you could hear the hint of desperation in his tone. But your emotions were in rage right now and you didn’t know if talking to him would help.

𓃠 “I don’t think-“

𓃠 “Please,” His expression softened, wanting you to see him not as a threat at all, he could observe your face, why are you looking at him like he’s a wolf about to pounce on you?

𓃠 Your sweat dropped as you open the door further. “Go ahead” it’s been a while since Jack went inside, the last time was two weeks ago, or was it more?

𓃠 Jack sat down as you sat on the opposite side, you looked like a mess, your hair disheveled, a blanket permanently wrapped around you as if it’s the only thing that could understand your pain. It made Jack beat himself up in his mind, realizing that he should have done this much earlier, then maybe you wouldn’t look like you’re having a field day with death itself.

𓃠 True to himself, he went straight to the point. “Why have you been avoiding me?” he asked, hands firmly on his lap as he stares into your eyes who you avoided. “Nothing, I didn’t feel like interacting with anyone. Which was not a lie, you barely talked with anyone, only the ghosts and Grim.

𓃠 “The truth” he said, pushing you further, he didn’t want to do it, but if he finds out the other reason, maybe he can help you fix it.

𓃠 “I told you, It’s nothing” you pushed as well, glaring at him, both of your stubbornness ended up in a fight, with him minding his tone but still arguing while you…

𓃠 You seemed like you were about to explode. He didn’t know what he wanted to achieve, but if he riled you hard enough, you’ll tell him right?

𓃠 His plan succeeded when you slammed your hands on the table, blanket falling down to the chair you were sitting on.

𓃠 “I’m sick of you! You’re too good for me that even my friends had to shove the fact that you deserve so much better!” Jack backed his face away out of surprise. Your expression went from angry to shocked as you covered your mouth.

𓃠 After a minute of silence, you tried to justify your words, but Jack slumps, sighing as he pushes his hair back. “Is that how you feel about me?” he asked, you wanted to deny it but it feels like your words got stuck in your throat.

𓃠 “I didn’t think you’d feel that way” he plants his hands back to his table. He almost looked relieved, but you were too worked up to think if that was because you finally told him the truth. “We can break up, if that’s what you want” he adds as he looks at your state. “But only when you get a hold of yourself. I’ll stay out of your tail and once you’re stable enough, we’ll talk if you wanna continue our relationship.”

𓃠 As an ex-boyfriend, he’s also a 10/10, he respected your wishes for some time to think it through, he even gave you advice on how to handle yourself better, if your feelings for him continued to stray that way, he’s fine if you wish to cut contact, although it hurts like hell for him, he also knew that you were suffering as well. He didn’t want to prolong it and completely destroy your relationship just because he wished that you stayed with him. He values independence, and right now, he thinks that’s what you needed.

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #disney twst #disney twisted wonderland #twst x reader #twst #angst #jack howl #jack howl x reader #twst leona #leona kingsholar x reader #ruggie bucchi #twst ruggie #ruggie x reader

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torturedblue · 1 year

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Part 2 of endless Disaster Twin parallels, the not so fun version

Part 1, the fun version

Considering the series shows Donnie coming off as autistic, he’s portrayed that way much more in fan art and fanfics, etc. We often see it in fan portrayals through an aversion to touch or his senses getting overwhelmed, etc. In the show I noticed Leo actually has a consistent aversion to anything with a gross texture too: like in the first episode when they’re all sliding down Draxum’s vines and he’s tripping over himself, the only one bothered by them “I hate this!”

He also starts flailing in a panic after a worm jumps on his face (and do I even need to bring up how the texture of worms ain’t all that enjoyable let alone on your face), recoils when that evil Hidden City massage guy pours hair serum all over his head, and he’s the most visibly repulsed when Raph gets trash all over them in the beginning of Battle Nexus: New York. So on multiple occasions he comes off as pretty texture or germ averse as well

Both also have insecurity issues about their role to the team: “If mystics can do everything I can but better then why would you guys even need me?” “I’m nothing without them!”

Ironically, in Many Unhappy Returns, Splinter thinks Leo doesn’t know what he’s doing and isn’t taking the mission seriously, saying he should’ve brought Purple. But in the same episode during fights with Shredder Donnie’s seen texting on his phone half of the time. Which is also very parallel to Leo making quips in the beginning instead of helping fight like Donnie and the others

In that same fashion, Donnie’s also goofiest when everyone’s acting serious in Insane in the Mama Train, while Leo’s the unserious one in the following episodes. Another role reversal from their norm

The show also portrays these two as feeling the most affected by Splinter’s history of emotionally distant parenting. Donnie constantly talks about his unmet need for parent-aged-adult approval/validation, and Leo shows his struggle in a more Leo-like way, constantly finding father figure connections in other people like Jupiter Jim and The Dunk. He also rejects/roasts Splinter a lot too, which seems more like a form of overcompensation; acting like he doesn’t totally need or crave Splinter’s attention. The exact opposite of Donnie’s methods. “No! I’m not going back to what’s-his-rat.”

“He’s my all-time favorite actor/role model/father figure!”

“That eccentric billionaire, who was kind of a surrogate father figure to me, has shown me a version of myself I don’t like.”

Leo acts like he doesn’t pine for his affection. I’m sure he sees the way Donnie openly, desperately goes after it when it’s offered and then gets crushed even harder with disappointment (ahem Turtle-dega Nights). No way Leo’s opening himself up to that. I mean come on how sad is the moment when Splinter says they should do something together and Mikey is so eager to jump on the opportunity before it gets taken away, only for Donnie to have to pull him aside and remind him it’s usually some kind of trick or he’s likely possessed? Just for Mikey to immediately respond, “You’re right, I always fall for this!” Ouch. Honestly considering Mikey’s empathy and emotional maturity in mind, the reason both he and Raph seem to handle Splinter’s lack of attention so well is probably also because in addition Raph became a second parent himself, and taking on that role like Splinter, he knows from his own experience that even though their dad doesn’t show it in the ways they wish he would, of course he loves them and what he does do to take care of them as a parent proves that

I think the parallels and direct contrasts between how Leo and Donnie show their dissatisfaction in their relationship with Splinter is probably the most developed and interesting one to me 💔

I mean Leo’s the only one who would actually say something like this to Splinter and you can’t tell me there’s not some deep-seated resentment in the way he looks and the way he says it…

So yeah. There’s the sad edition of Disaster Twins parallels. Let’s all cry together 😃

#disaster twins #rottmnt disaster twins #rottmnt leo #rottmnt donnie #leo and donnie #rottmnt character analysis #these poor boys

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jazminrhode1 · 1 year

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Heyyyyy Jaz, I love your writing sm (I'm sure you hear that a lot). If you do have time can you plz plz write something where the reader has a crush on Matt but, he has a gf? Take it how you want tysm xx

If I Can’t Have You Matt Sturniolo x Reader One Shot

Summary: You’re friends with Matt, you have a crush on him but, he has a girlfriend.

Word Count: 1294 words

The hardest pill to swallow was that he wasn’t yours. Matt had started dating his girlfriend 6 months ago and you had slowly been distancing yourself. You felt horrible. He was happy and you couldn’t find it in yourself to be happy for him.

You had almost run out of excuses as to why you couldn’t come around anymore. You knew that made you a terrible friend but, your heart couldn’t stand seeing him with her.

She was perfect and perfect for him. She was funny, she was kind, she was beautiful, she was patient and she even liked Pokemon Go. If Matt had a list of traits that would make up his perfect girl, she checked all the boxes.

You wished there was something to hate about her. You wished you could find a reason to validate your feelings. There weren’t any. The truth was that you missed your shot. You had spent almost every day with him for the past 2 years and nothing ever happened between you. Not a longing glance, not a stolen kiss, nothing.

Chris had invited you to their birthday party. You wanted to say ‘no’ but, all your friends were going and it was surely going to be a lot of fun. You figured there would be enough people there to keep you from bumping into the happy couple and, if not, you could always hide in the bathroom.

As you walked upstairs with your besties in tow, you realized that there were way more people here than you had anticipated. A couple of people you knew, mostly people you didn’t - maybe this was going to be fun.

Nick pulled you into a hug at the top of the stairs. “When the fuck did I last see you?” he yelled over the music. He introduced you to a few of his friends - he was in his element.

“Hello, stranger,” Chris said as he walked towards you. “I nearly forgot that you existed,” he joked as he gave you a hug.

You scanned the room, as you always did, looking for Matt. You used to make a B-line toward him but, now you were hoping that he wasn’t there.

“Can I get you a drink or something?” Chris asked, gesturing to the fridge. You shook your head as you looked around.

Chris grabbed your shoulders with his hands and shook you gently. “What's going on? Will you try and have some fun?” he asked playfully. There were times he annoyed the shit out of you but, he had a softer side too.

He didn’t know how you felt about Matt, no one did. He initially thought you and Matt had a fight, then he thought you had a secret boyfriend you weren’t telling him about. Regardless, he missed you and whenever he did see you, he always felt like you didn’t want to be there. You didn’t but, it was never because of him.

“I am having fun,” you lied. “It’s your birthday. Go hang out with people, I'll be fine.”

Chris placed a friendly kiss on your cheek as he made his way over to Nate. You started to regret even coming. Who were you kidding? You were a fucking buzzkill. You considered sneaking out and getting an Uber home but, that would have been really shitty of you.

“Y/n”, she shrieked as she came around the corner hand in hand with Matt. Your heart jumped into your throat as you did your best to match her enthusiasm. She pulled you into a hug, “Oh my god, it’s so great to see you. I'm so glad you could make it.”

The worst part was that she really meant it and your attempt to return the sentiment flopped. You caught a second of confusion flash across Matt’s face before it was replaced with a smile.

You crossed your arms across your chest as you said, “Happy Birthday, Matt. This party's awesome.”

Matt’s eyebrows shot up, “Don’t I get a hug?” he asked, confused.

As he pulled you in you couldn’t ignore how awkward you were being. You tried to relax but, before you could, the hug was long over.

You tried to pull your shit together, today wasn’t about you. Today was about three of your best friends and you’d do good to remember that.

“Let’s cut the cake,” Nick said as everyone gathered around the table. Chris draped an arm around your shoulders as he squeezed in between you and Nick.

“I’m just so grateful that you’re all here to celebrate with us,” Chris said.

“Me too,” Matt chimed in as Nick nodded in agreement.

As Matt and his girlfriend stood next to you, you could feel his eyes burning a hole in the side of your head. “Everyone get in for a photo before we cut it,” Nick said as he set up the camera on a tripod.

Matt moved in closer, placing his hand on the small of your back. What once would have given you butterflies made you feel sick at that moment.

As time passed ever so slowly, you could see your bestie and Nate engrossed in conversation. You were pretty sure something was going on between them and if you were going to wait for her, you would be here all night.

You sent her a text to let her know that you were going home, grabbed your bag, and rushed down the stairs. You felt awful not saying goodbye, but you were sure they’d understand.

As you reached for the door, Chris appeared at the top of the stairs. “Y/n,” he yelled over the music, “are you leaving?”

“Sorry, I couldn’t find you,” you lied as he made his way down to you.

“It was great seeing you,” he said, “I’ve missed hanging out,”

You nodded sheepishly as you pulled him into a hug. “I’m so glad you’re in my life,” he said. Your heart lurched in your chest. You knew what he meant. Whatever was going on, he was still going to be your friend.

You kissed his cheek before sliding out the door and making your way to the corner. Your Uber was 5 minutes away and you just wanted to get out of there.

As you stood under the street light wishing you stayed home in bed, you heard footsteps coming up behind you. You knew exactly who it was and you didn’t want to turn around.

“Y/n,” Matt said as he finally made it to where you were standing, “You’re leaving?”

You turned to face him, forcing a smile, “I’ve had a headache all day that I just can’t seem to shake,” you lied. Well, it was partly true.

He buried his hands deep in his pocket as he rocked back on his heels. You stood in awkward silence for what felt like an eternity.

“I miss you,” he blurted out. “I don’t know what I did but, can we fix it? ‘Cause I would really like to be your friend again.”

That was all that you wanted. You felt awful that you let your feelings get in the way of your friendship with Matt. The thought of third wheeling with him and his girlfriend made you sick but, wasn’t it better than not seeing him at all?

“We are friends,” you replied. A smile spread across his face as he pulled you into a hug. Less awkward than before but, still not quite the same.

It hurt to think that you couldn’t be with him in the way that you wanted but, you knew deep down that you couldn’t live without him. If that meant breaking your own heart just to keep him in your life, that is what you were prepared to do.

#matt #matt sturniolo #matthew sturniolo #matt sturniolo fan fic #matt sturniolo x reader #matthew sturniolo fan fic #matthew sturniolo x reader #sturniolo triples #sturniolo #chris sturniolo #nick sturniolo #fan fic #matt sturniolo one shot #matthew sturniolo one shot

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a-strange-echo · 7 months

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I’m your problem

Pairing: Fred Weasley x gn!reader

Summary: Fred and the reader never were real friends but Fred is also the only one who truly listened to them.

or: When one info dumping session turns into an actual meaningful relationship.

Word count: 4.686

Warnings: Shit friends

Author's note: This one has been sitting in my finished folder for a while now so I decided to post it here. My first Fred post on here, let me know what you think about it, feedback is always appreciated. As always: English is not my first langage, so I apologize for any spelling/grammar mistake, please tell me if I missed any.

Fred and Y/N weren’t friends. Some even would say they were rivals seeing that everytime they were in a 5meters radius, they would end up yelling at each other. Once, they even were five seconds away to throw punches. Luckily, George succeeded to stop his brother just before it could go south.

Fred had no valid reason to hate them, it was just a defence mechanism, they never tried to really talk to him, never a smile at him, no nothing. If he was rude to them, it was simply because they were rude to him. At first he really tried to make them smile, joke with them and all, but they would always ignore him. He was getting tired, that’s why he stopped being nice to them, even if it was kinda out of character for him.

Y/N, them, had a valid reason to despise him. In their first year, in the train, the twins and Y/N shared a compartment. They were nice to each other, joking and laughing even if Y/N was way more quiet than them. They could even become friends if it stayed like that, but no. Fred had to pull a prank on them right after the sorting ceremony, in the hallway, where everyone could see them. Y/N thought that it was because they were sorted in Slytherin and the twins in Gryffindor, that Fred felt somewhat betrayed that his soon-to-be friend was sorted in Slytherin but no, Fred just wanted to humiliate them.

Their already low self-esteem got even lower after this. George noticed this and apologized to them, saying that Fred wanted to pull the first prank of the year as soon as possible and it didn’t matter who it fell upon. It just happened to be them. Y/N accepted his apologies but wasn’t ready to forgive him yet, but eventually they did and they became good acquaintances in their fourth year. Everytime Fred wanted to pull a prank on them, George would try to stop him. And when he couldn’t stop his brother, he would apologize after to Y/N.

The constant pranks on them started to deteriorate George and Y/N's relationship and George told Fred that. And so, with some other good words on Y/N from his twin, Fred stopped to pull prank on them, and tried to actually befriend them. And it started in their sixth year, when he saw them alone in a corner of a hallway, crying.

He approached them quietly. He felt a pang in his chest everytime he would see them cry, today was no exception. He sat down next to them not saying a word until they turned their head towards the boy. They didn’t expected him to sit down with them, they didn’t expected anyone for that matter. They wiped away their tears before turning their head back, starring at the wall in front of them before speaking.

“If you came to humiliate me once more, go ahead, I’m used to it by now.”

“I’m not, I won’t. Listen, I-I know we’re not..friends or anything, but… I’m here if you want to talk. Promise I won’t laugh or humiliate you.”

“And why should I? Everything you ever did to me was humiliate me and make me cry.” He felt his heart squeeze at their cracking, angry voice. “You only see me as someone you can belittle and make fun of, you don’t care about how you pranks make the person on the receiving end feel. You care about nothing, and while I admire you for it sometimes, most of the time I see that is when you pull a stupid prank on me. All I ever wanted from you in the first place was to be friends with you, but you don’t care about that! At least George saw how it affected me and came everytime to apologize for you but not once! not once have I see you apologize for something. He told me he tried to stop you for pranking. Believe it or not, we talk quite often. We even go along well and I wanted to be friends with the two of you but not like that! I didn’t want one of you only talking to me because you have to apologize for the other. I- I’m sorry I talk too much again. Don’t even know why I’m telling you this.”

“No it’s okay, I like hearing you talk. Please talk to me.” he said, his voice as sweet as ever. “Is this the reason you are crying? Am I the reason you’re crying?” he continued when he saw them shake their head. “Then what is it?”

“Just-” they let out a sigh to search their words. “My friends. They aren’t my friends anymore. Well it’s been quite some time now but- I’m tired of being alone. And with my grades going down, school being stressful and everything else… I’m so tired, Fred.” Their eyes welled up with tears again as they lean their head on the wall behind them.

He felt pride in hearing his name from their mouth, but now wasn’t the time. “I’m sorry for everything I did to you. At first it was really because I didn’t like you but then you started to ignore me and it was the only way I’ve found to grab five seconds of your attention. I know I should have just talk to you and apologize sooner but I-” he almost let it slip. “I was a coward. I thought maybe you didn’t want to see my face and hear my apologies.”

“I wouldn’t accept them ‘cause it fucking hurt everything you did, but I would be glad you came to apologize and not your brother.” they finally looked at them for the end of their sentence.

He let out a small smile at that. Finally being able to see their beautiful eyes in front of him, not glaring at him.

“You know, I wanted to gain your attention so badly because I saw you getting along so well with George, I was getting jealous. At times he wouldn’t shut up about you. I think he was trying to convince me that you weren’t a bad person or something. Everything he told me about you was good things, I don’t think I’ve ever heard one bad thing about you. At least from him. And with everything he told me about you, I started to like you, I wanted you to look at me.” he looked at them with pure adoration, like they were the only person in the world. And they were. In this moment it was only the two of them.

“You? Jealous?” they teased with a smile.

“Yeah I was.” he chuckled.

“You know, even if I find you absolutely annoying and I clearly prefer George to you.” He dramatically gasped at that making them chuckle. “You’re not as bad as I first thought years ago.”

“Years ago?” he asked.

“Well, I think it started in our fourth year, I saw how you take care of your younger siblings even if you don’t really show it, especially with Ron. I saw how you helped that kid who just had detention with Umbridge. If I’m being honest, I quite like a man who takes care of others, especially his family.”

“If you say it like that, I might think you have a crush on me.” he teased lightly but he secretly hope it was true.

“Meh.” they shrugged with a smile on their face.

He smiled at that. Maybe he does have a chance with them after all.

“Now if you excuse me, I have to join my non-existent friends.” they said while getting up.

He did the same and they stood in front of each other as Fred offered with a sweet smile “You can always join George and I if you ever feel too lonely. We’ll be happy to spend time with you. I think our other friends will be happy to meet you too.”

“I’ll” they extend the sound in hesitation “think about it.”

He smile at that. “Brilliant.”

“Thank you Fred.” they said as they started to walk away.

Fred was more than happy when they turned their back and walked away. He just had a full conversation with his crush, who, how it turned out, doesn’t full on hate him. He couldn’t be any more happy. He succeeded in making them giggle and they even teased him playfully for once! He was sure at this moment, as he is still watching where they turned the corner a few moments ago, it was the best day of his life.

When he finally pulled himself out of his daydream, he practically ran to his twin brother, impatient to tell him about what just happened. Good thing he knew where he was.

The door to their shared dorm burst open making George jump and almost drop the thing he was working on. Honestly he was more toying with it, having fixed it a few moments before. Fred came to sit in front of his dear twin brother at the foot of his bed where he was half sit on.

“Why that massive grin on your face?” George asked with a smirk growing on his face.

“I just had a full on conversation with Y/N!” he squealed like a little girl.

“A conversation? Or was it just you talking in the void?” he teased a little.

“No a conversation, a dialogue, two people talking to each other. Honestly I would have been happy too just with them letting me stay talking to them.”

“It’s great. What did you talked about?” George asked genuinely interest, putting the future product of their shop to the side.

“Well it was a serious talk for the most of it, I found them crying in a hallway so I went to ask them what was wrong and they told me that their friends left them, I don’t know why though, so I invited them to stay with us if they ever felt alone and guess what?”

George only raised an eyebrow at that, indicating his brother to elaborate.

“They told me they will think about it.” he continued proudly, amusing George.

“That’s great.” he responded, trying to contain his laughter at the sight of his brother down this bad.

And so, Fred proceed to gush about them for another half hour, making George’s ears bleed (not really but he surely felt like it). Fred wouldn’t shut up about them, at one point he even screamed in his pillow. He is down bad. George would tell himself staring at his brother like he was a madman (he kinda was). When enough was enough for him, George left the room after telling Fred he had somewhere to be. In reality he was off to find Y/N. He didn’t take the map but it wasn’t important, he knew where to find them.

“’S a bit cold here, don’t ya think?” He asked as he sat down next to them.

“Maybe but I just wanted a bit of space and calm.” Y/N responded with a shrug. “For what reason do you honour me of your presence here, George?” they asked in a light tone.

“I just wanted to tell you, you broke Fred.” He said simply, looking in front of him, the reflect of the sun on the surface of the lake.

“Did I do something wrong? Did I say something that upset him?” they started to panic.

“No no no, don’t worry. You broke him in a good way. If that’s even possible. It’s just he told me you had a full conversation for the first time and now he won’t stop talking about you.” he sighed then laughed airily.

Y/N flushed red right there and then. They didn’t know what to respond to that. George glanced at them then chuckled at their expression.

“You’re cute.” he said simply making them blush even more.

“Shut up, don’t make it worse!” They pushed his face away, hiding their face behind their sleeved hands.

“Alright alright.” George chuckled. “but seriously, do you like him? Like in more than friends?” he asked.

They took a breath to recompose themselves before answering. “I don’t know yet. I mean, I like him in a ‘he could be a friend’ way but I still think he’s annoying. Maybe that could change, I’m pretty sure it will but not yet. I need to see more of him than that annoying little shit that spent his time humiliating me and pranking me.”

“What are these things that you like about him?” George asked, genuinely curious but also to make them realise something.

“I like that he takes care of younger kids, especially his family. Don’t worry I see that you have that in you too, it’s just- he has something that you don’t have.” they stopped for a short moment. “I’m sorry that sounded mean.”

“No don’t worry. At least I don’t take it badly. And I want to know what you like about Fred, not me.” he reassured.

“I also like that he tried so hard to make me smile or laugh in our first years. I was really disappointed and sad when he stopped but I know it was my fault, I didn’t know how to act around him and most of the times, his jokes didn’t fall on the right moment. I fought a lot with my old friends and somehow he always managed to tell me a joke when I just wanted to be left alone and have some peace. I’m sorry I was mean to him, I regret it now.” George smiled at that. “I also like his smile, it’s pretty. He is pretty. He’s handsome too. His hands are hot as fuck. Yours are too, you have the same.”

George stayed here listening to Y/N for a few more moments. It was more light than with Fred and it was also nice to spend some time with them as they didn’t hang out together in a while. Once Y/N was finished with listing everything they liked about Fred, they fell into an easy conversation. Until Fred came up to them and then the three of them hang out until it was time for dinner. At dinner, Fred couldn’t keep his eyes off of Y/N, everytime his twin had to elbow him and remind him ‘They are barely your friend now, try not to scare them away’.

And with time, Y/N hung out more and more with the twins until they were always together. Since Y/N couldn’t come in the Gryffindor common room, their spot was near the Black lake, next to a tree where not many students came. And with time, Fred also got more touchy with Y/N who didn’t seem to mind, in fact they were glad he did. Indeed, during those months spend attached to the hip, Y/N was sure about their feelings for the loud, red-haired Gryffindor, they were in love with him. Fred, him, knew his feelings for the Slytherin weren’t just a phase of some sort; no, he was deeply in love with them, he knew it. What he didn’t know however was that the feeling was mutual. Maybe Y/N got a hint when during the summer holidays, Fred sent them a letter almost everyday, once a week for sure, and also when George told them that his twin wouldn’t shut up about how bad he wanted to go back to school.

Fred wasn’t really happy today though, so when Y/N finally had the chance to go talk to him, they didn’t wait a second. He was sitting on a window sill in one of the less frequented hallway of Hogwarts, looking out the window to the lake and the mountains surrounding the castle. Y/N walked slowly towards him to not scare him.

“Freddie, what’s wrong, you’ve been sulking all day.” Y/N asked, placing a reassuring hand on his hanging knee.

Fred didn’t miss the beat his heart skipped when the nickname fell from their lips. They usually call him Freddie when they want to comfort him or when they were really exited about something. He turned to them after a short sigh left his lungs.

“I don’t know how to say it so imma just say it straight okay?” As Echo nodded, he took a breath. “We are leaving with George. Hogwarts isn’t just right for us anymore.”

Y/N was shocked at hearing the confession but tried to not show it too much, they sort of guessed that already.

“Okay.” they said softly, not really trusting their voice as tears threatened to well up in their eyes.

“I’m sorry darling, I was planning on telling you, I promise.” he rubbed his thumb over the back of their hand that was still placed on his knee, albeit a little more tightly when he announced the news.

“It’s okay, at least you told me. When are you leaving?” they asked, not really ready for the answer.

“Tomorrow.” he answered shortly.

This time they didn’t fight back the tears, letting them fill their eyes until they couldn’t see anything except a blur of different colours.

“You both said you wouldn’t leave me.” their voice cracked as anger surfaced.

“We’re not leaving you, Y/N, just the school. We are going to open our shop in Diagon Alley, like we told you about, remember?”

“Of course I remember, and I’m so proud you two can finally have your dreams coming true but you promised me to not leave. I know the story by now, everytime something changes, I’m being forgotten and left behind! You’re just like the others.” Tears fell from their eyes at this moment as they pull their hand away of Fred’s grasp.

“Love, I promise you I’m not leaving you, just school.” he tried to reassure as best as he can.

“I- I just need to be alone some time.” Y/N said as they back away.

They turned their back and left in the direction of the dungeons to their dorm, leaving a broken hearted Fred behind. George who was listening behind a pillar came to comfort his brother, he knew it hurt but he also knew that everything wasn’t lost yet. He told his brother to just leave them some time alone like they asked and then ask them something they would probably say yes to. And so, after a very long hour for Fred, he sneaked into the Slytherin common room and to Y/N’s dorm. (Good part of being non-binary is having your own dorm, all to yourself.) He knocked lightly on the door, ignoring the stares and ushered comments aimed at him. When he heard a soft (and kinda confused) ‘come in’, he entered the small room. He was faced with Y/N who was sat on their bed, music coming from a record player placed on the other side of the room. He closed the door behind him and sat next to them on the bed as he started in the softest tone he could manage.

“I know you may not want to see me right now but I have to ask you something.”

“Can I talk first please? It will be short.” they asked, voice as soft as his.

“Sure.”

“I’m sorry for my reaction, I shouldn’t have said you were like the others because it’s not true, you’re way better than them, I was just shocked at the news. I should have show you how proud I am of you, how happy I am for you.” they took his hand gently and played with his fingers, the action making him smile.

“No it’s okay, I understand your reaction. I still accept the apologies though.” Y/N smiled, seeing the soft look on his face. “Actually I came here to ask you if you wanted to come with us.”

Y/N’s head perked up like a dog at which you told the word ‘walk’. “What?”

“We want you to come with us. You would live with us above the shop and work with us. If you don’t want to do that, you can always find another job you like more. I know you would have liked a job with magical creatures, if you find a job in this field, feel free to accept it. But if I can be selfish more than I already am, I would prefer you stay to work with us, with me.”

“Let me think real quick.” they let go of his hand to count on their fingers. “I’m like, super done with Umbridge; my parents don’t give a fuck about what I do, especially if I stay in the Wizarding world; and third, I’m tired of school.” they smiled at him. “I’m coming with you.” Once they saw the beaming smile Fred shoot them, they threw themselves in his arms.

Arms wrapped around his torso as they almost straddle his lap, their head hidden in the crook of his neck. His arms wrapped themselves tightly around their waist, keeping them as close as possible.

“I’m your problem now, you’re never getting rid of me, Freddie.” they spoke softly against his skin.

“Best problem of my life.” he responded instantly, the answer making them giggle.

And like that, the next day while every student were taking their OWL’s in the great hall, the twins flew in with their brooms. Making every paper fly in the air, setting fireworks on and throwing them everywhere. The best part was Y/N hidden behind the wall outside the great hall casting a spell to tie Umbridge’s shoe laces together making her fall in her attempt to chase the twins. No one was expecting this but everyone ended up laughing, then Y/N got out of their hiding spot to throw aguamenti on the professor’s head. At this moment, Fred thought he couldn’t be more in love with them. Then the twins flew out the Great Hall, Fred taking Y/N’s hand and pulling them on his broom, behind him as they flew past them. As they flew above the courtyard, Y/N grabbed a few fireworks from Fred’s satchel and threw them behind them while looking at all the people outside. Once they were far away in the sky Y/N put their chin on Fred’s back, looking up at him.

“Hi Freddie.” they said in a sweet voice, and playful smile.

“Hi there darling.” he greeted back with the same playful smirk. “I believe our plan was you wait in the courtyard and we come pick you up when we’re done with her, wasn’t it George?” he asked his brother, already knowing the answer.

“I believe it was, Fred.” George played along.

“I just wanted a little fun too, ‘s all.” Y/N shrugged nonchalantly.

The three laughed before focusing back on their escape that was a success. As they arrived in Diagon Alley, Y/N admired the shop and followed the twins to visit the building since they never seen it.

Now, 3 months later, Y/N was behind the counter, daydreaming as the few clients present today were still strolling through the alleys and flight of stairs. Alas, they were snapped out of it as a hand came slapping on the counter in front of them. A laugh coming from besides them took them out of their stupor.

“Relax darling, was just messing with you.” Fred placed his hand on their back. “But seriously, stop daydreaming. Especially if you’re thinking about me, I mean I’m right here, no need to imagine me.” he teased causing Y/N to roll their eyes.

“Freddie, you’re 24/7 on my mind.” Y/N said on a teasing tone as they wrapped their arms around Fred’s neck but it was 100% serious. A light red colour came tinting Fred’s cheeks at that, making Y/N smile. “Aww, did I make the great Fred Weasley blush?” they cooed.

“Darling you always do.” Fred responded softly, staring straight into their eyes.

“But you’re adorable when you blush. Even when you don’t blush, you’re always adorable.” Y/N placed a soft kiss on his jaw.

“Merlin, I love you.” It slipped past Fred’s lips before he could even comprehend it.

“I know.” They answered just as softly as the whisper that just escaped Fred’s mouth.

“What do you mean ‘you know’?” Fred asked confused.

“You’re not that subtle, Freddie. And I’m not that oblivious, at least not as much as you. I’ve loved you too for a long time now.”

“What do you mean you love me too?!” he asked a little too loudly. “Ho my, this is the best day of my life! Wait I need to sit down, my knees are gonna give in.” he went to lean against the counter.

“Did you tell him yet?” George asked from the floor above.

“I think I broke him.” Y/N smiled at George sheepishly, then glanced back at Fred who was staring into space completely out of it. “Again.” they laughed a little.

“He really has a serious problem. I swear he was the same when you first talked to him. I bet he’s gonna go scream in his room in five seconds.” George said.

“No I don’t think. He’s a big boy, he can handle his emotions-” Y/N was cut off when Fred suddenly moved and ran up the stairs telling his new lover “I need to scream.”

George look back down at them with a ‘I told you so’ face, before he was going back to some lost customers. Y/N just continued to stare at where George once stood with an incredulous, yet amused expression on their face. Then they fell in a fit of giggles. They tried to calm down before going upstairs following the path Fred took only moments before.

They entered the flat and knocked on Fred’s bedroom’s door before entering. He quickly got up from the bed and took Y/N in his arms tightly. He picked them up and spun them around visibly way too exited.

“I love you so much!” he exclaimed as he put them down again.

“I love you too Freddie but please calm down a little.” they chuckled.

“I can’t. I want to take you on a date, and hold your hand all day, and hug you, and kiss you and- and-”

“Fred.” Y/N placed their hands on each side of his face, stopping him in his ramble. “Maybe tonight, we will go out to eat at a restaurant or whatever you fancy, but for now we have to go back to work okay?” they offered with a sweet smile that made Fred’s heart skip a beat.

“Can I kiss you?” he asked.

“Of course you can, don’t need to ask-”

Just as they finished their sentence, Fred’s lips were on theirs, moulding perfectly against each other, moving in sweet motions as if they were made for each other. As they part away to catch their breath, Fred leaned his forehead to rest against Y/N’s, both their eyes still closed.

“So does that means I can share a bed with you and not sleep in the same room as George anymore?” he asked as he pulled away just a little.

Y/N giggled. “I told you when we moved in that you didn’t have to do this.”

“But I had to! I wasn’t going to let you sleep on the couch or anywhere else while I had the comfort of my own room.”

“Yeah, yeah, we’re not going to argue on this anymore.”

“So does that mean I can get my room back?”

“Of course, but you’ll have to share with me.” Y/N smirked.

“I couldn’t be more happy.” he said as he leaned again to kiss them. “You’re mine.” he held them tightly against his chest, still not believing the whole thing.

“I told, I’m your problem ‘till the end.” they whispered against his chest.

“Still the best problem of my life.” he whispered back, hinting a small kiss on their forehead.

Thank you for reading it, hope you liked it. Honestly, I had to re read it before posting it and I don't understand how this could have been one of my favourite fanfictions I wrote (´。＿。｀)

#nonbinary #fluff #fred weasley x reader #platonic george weasley x reader #harry potter #harry potter x reader #fic #fanfiction

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(𝟏𝟑) - 𝐲𝐮𝐣𝐢𝐧 𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐞

𝗮𝗲𝗿𝗶 𝘂𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗴𝗮 𝘅 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿, 𝗵𝘂𝗵 𝘆𝘂𝗻𝗷𝗶𝗻 𝘅 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿

part of the series: best friends

warnings: mentions of sexual relationships

word count: 2,340

after your conversation with your sister, you went back to the dorms feeling utterly worse than before. with the newfound knowledge of aeri asking seulgi for permission to take you out, it only made you feel even worse for your decision to continue sleeping with the le sserafim member.

it wasn’t like you were trying to hurt giselle, that couldn’t be further from the truth, but rather you were simply just protecting yourself. it was selfish, but how could you have known any better at the time?

“wonyoung,” you whispered as you slowly crept back into your room. the taller girl’s eyes glanced to look up at you. “when’s our next scheduled performance?”

your roommate hummed to herself before pulling her phone out to check the group calendar. “it says here we have a performance next week. why?” she inquired with furrowed brows.

truth be told, you had been thinking of numerous ways to possibly make it up to aeri ever since that fateful night. on top of that, her radio silence was not exactly a good sign either. you and your best friend had gotten into arguments before, as any normal friendship would have, but it was more than just two best friends arguing over something.

this was between two people who were no longer just best friends, but no more than that either.

with both your feelings and the rapper’s in mind, you had decided the best way to make it up to her was to show her just how much you felt the same way for her. you wanted to show her that, despite how her sleeping with yunjin may look, your heart only wanted her.

“i think i’m going to take a week off after the performance.” you poked the inside of your cheek before continuing. “i want to take aeri on a vacation, with just the two of us.”

a small smile formed on your lips as you began to imagine all the fun things you two could do. maybe you could go to the beach and eat fresh mangos every morning together. perhaps you could take a trip to japan and visit her hometown, you knew she had been dying to go home for a while now. or maybe you two could just take a trip to LA or new york, that way you could just enjoy being tourists without having to worry about any other schedules.

“what if she says no?” wonyoung asked as your smile disappeared and a frown immediately formed. as much as you hated to admit it, but the taller girl had a decently valid point. aeri hadn’t even spoken to you for the past two weeks, and yet here you were, daydreaming about a perfect vacation with her.

“im sorry, y/n/n, but i’m just trying to make sure you know that’s still a pretty valid concern right now. she hasn’t talked to you at all.” she reasoned as she stood from her bed to give you a hug.

you gratefully accepted the comforting embrace from your friend. aside from yunjin, wonyoung had been a witness to all of the aeri situation from the very start. even though wonyoung was your friend, she was not ever afraid to give you a reality check here and there.

truth be told, you needed it more now than ever before. wonyoung was always good at helping you see things for what they were, and not what you wanted to see them for.

“i know, thank you though. i’ll keep that in mind.”

the next day you and your members began rehearsing some of your choreography for the upcoming performance. hours upon hours of repetitive motion and movement made your body ache in ways you had never felt before, but it was all a perfectly good distraction from the subliminal ache in your heart.

well, it would have been a good distraction had it done so, but much to your dismay, it did the opposite.

you kept spacing out every few moments, letting your mind continue brainstorming ideas as to how you were going to get giselle to speak with you.

from showing up to her dorm to just asking her to meet you somewhere, you had thought of it all. many ideas traveling through your mind, each of them trying to be seemingly better than the last, but much to your dismay, none of them seemed to be good enough.

“yah! kang y/n! are you listening?”

yujin’s voice brought you out of your thoughts, making you realize that your water break had ended and the rest of the girls were already into position waiting for you.

you scrambled to stand up, ditching the water bottle in the process as you hurried into your designated center position. muttering a few apologies, you moved your arms above your head and waited for the music to start.

fortunately, you all had decided to call it a day after running the last chorus a few more times. you all were confident in your abilities and were fairly certain that with only one more full run down, you would be 100% ready for your performance next week.

you were excited to go home and lay in your bed. who would have thought that spending your nights with yunjin would eventually make you miss your own bed. as you slung your bag over your shoulder, you stood and waited for your roommate before you started walking together back to the dorm.

“hey, everything okay?” wonyoung genuinely asked, being the first person to notice your lack of energy today. everyone has bad days, but for you to be so unfocused in just a simple choreography rehearsal? that practically never happened.

looking over at her, you gave her a small smile. “yeah, i’m just thinking a lot more than lately.”

your roommate slung an arm around your shoulder as the both of you walked down the hallway together. even though you know wonyoung had no idea how it truly felt to be in your shoes, you always felt grateful to have her by your side throughout all of this mess.

“don’t worry so much, everything will all work out.”

you opened your mouth to thank her for the advice, but a hand grabbed your other shoulder, making you turn around immediately.

you were met with stern eyes and raised brows that only meant nothing good. “yes, unnie?” you asked timidly, not liking the serious demeanor of your leader being directed towards you.

“let’s talk.” yujin stated, leaving no room for disagreement from either you or wonyoung. the younger girl let you go immediately, giving you a small wave before she left down the hall to catch up with the rest of the group.

your fingers twitched at your side, but you refused to start fidgeting since you knew yujin didn’t like it when people did that when she spoke to them. the older girl’s arms folded against her chest, causing you to immediately get more nervous. the last thing you wanted to do was have your leader upset with you.

“i’m sorry for being so out of it today, unnie. it won’t happen again, i promise.” you hurriedly got out, wanting to make sure you apologized to her before she got the chance to reprimand you for your mistakes.

yujin’s gaze never wavered from your face, and truth be told, it made you a little more nervous. “what’s gotten into you?” she asked cooly, almost nonchalantly, her tone being the complete opposite of her current serious demeanor.

“i just didn’t get enough sleep last night, that’s all.” you replied, earning a breathy chuckle from your leader. “and why is that?” yujin pressed, raising an eyebrow at you.

your shoulders immediately sagged, feeling foolish for thinking that you could keep your little secret away from your leader for any longer. you had to tell her everything, especially since everything was starting to affect your professional life as well.

“im just having,” you paused to think of the right word. “relationship issues? people problems?” you continued, rubbing the back of your neck with your hand before sighing. this was already a complicated situation, and even though you explained it to your sister just the day before, it felt entirely different trying to explain it to your leader.

“is it with aeri or yunjin?”

your jaw dropped and your eyes felt like they were going to explode out of their sockets. in a state of complete disbelief, you could only open and close your mouth in an attempt to come up with an answer.

“what?” she chuckled lightly, the ghost of a smile forming on her lips as she spoke. “you really thought i didn’t notice where you went the night of the party?”

a faint blush appeared on your cheeks at just the mere thought of your leader knowing fully what happened between you and the le sserafim member that night. yujin took notice of your evident embarrassment. “it’s okay y/n, you don’t need to be embarrassed.” she shot you a small grin.

“also, how do you know about everything with aeri?” you questioned, truly astonished that your leader knew about that other factor in this mess. yujin scoffed, “you’re not exactly quiet when you sneak back into the house. i also notice you limping after you see aeri, so it wasn’t that hard to figure out.”

the red on your cheeks only intensified, “unnie you’re like my boss! you’re not supposed to be knowing these things about my life!” you tried to reason.

yujin simply placed a hand around your shoulder, recalling a promise she made years ago to your older sister once you joined starship entertainment.

“take care of her, yujin. you’ll see her more than i will. please make sure you’re there for her since i can’t be.”

“i’m not your boss, stupid. think of me as just another older sister. now,” she released your shoulder and motioned for you to follow her towards the elevator. “you can tell me everything over dinner.”

the two of you eventually made your way to a local restaurant only a few blocks from the dorms. since it was a bit late, there weren’t a lot of people there, meaning the both of you could enjoy your meal without any interruptions.

you explained everything to yujin, watching as she listening intently to every word you spoke. your brief history recap eventually turned into a venting session once the two of you started drinking a little.

“girls are confusing.” you groaned before taking another sip of your soju. yujin only laughed at the face you made, pointing out how stupid you looked.

“honestly y/n, i think you should just try one last time to talk to her.” she picked up some rice before shoving it in her mouth and swallowing. “if that doesn’t work, then you should just let her go.”

you rested your chin on your palm, groaning in annoyance. it wasn’t that it was a bad idea, but rather it was frustrating for you to hear out loud. you didn’t want to give up on aeri, especially not with everything being as complicated as it was.

yujin could only smile at your state of aggravation, admiring how much you looked like your sister. seulgi was a good friend of hers, and when she was named as the leader of IVE, your sister had taken her out to dinner to have a talk with her. it was hard for her to leave you in the hands of someone else, permanently, but yujin knew that seulgi trusted her.

which was why she felt responsible for taking care of you in moments like these, where you needed your sister, or someone like her, to guide you in the right direction.

“you sound like seulgi, unnie.” you huffed before shooting her a playful glare. yujin only rolled her eyes and took another bite of her rice. “well, your sister is right.”

yujin pointed her chopsticks at you before continuing speaking. “you should call aeri, right now, and see if she answers. if she doesn’t, then i want to watch you delete her number.”

your jaw dropped, but before you could argue against it, yujin added another quick comment. “that’s a leader's order, too.”

“yah! you can’t do that, unnie!” you groaned before hitting your head on the table. “this isn’t fair.”

yujin rolled her eyes at your dramatic antics, knowing fully well that you knew she was right. she also knew you probably didn’t want to hear the hard truth, but she would gladly make sure someone told you straight up.

“fine.” you grumbled and reached into your pocket to pull out your phone, but as you pulled it in front of you, you noticed the numerous texts from yunjin in your notifications.

from: jen :) y/n are u up? sent: 8:59 pm

from: jen :) im panicking rn pls answer sent: 9:12 pm

from: jen :) y/n pls its an emergency sent: 9:30 pm

from: jen :) call me ASAP sent: 9:47 pm

“hold on, unnie.” you murmured before standing up and walking towards the restaurant bathroom. you opened the door to the single restroom and shut it behind you before you called the le sserafim member. you were worried, whenever yunjin wanted to have sex, it consisted of lots of messages too. however, the text about her panicking is what caused you to be worried.

the dial tones rang for only a few beats before yunjin answered. from the other line, you could hear a lot of voices, and even what sounded like the sounds of sobs coming from someone.

“jen? what’s going on?” you asked, worry evident in your tone.

“y/n, it’s about chaewon.”

your heart dropped at the mention of the other group’s leader. you could hear yunjin moving to another room since the commotion suddenly became muffled.

“what happened?” you heard yunjin inhale a shaky breath before finally answering you.

“she might be pregnant.”

a/n: i warned you all...

#aespa #lesserafim #aeri uchinaga #giselle #giselle x reader #yunjin x reader #huh yunjin #kpop #fiction #best friends #perfectsunlight

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consistencynevermether · 11 months

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Astarion x Wizard! Tav reader

A/N: part 3 of my Astarion with different Tav classes. its magic time baby

summary- 1.1k words, SFW, gn reader

Astarion x Wizard! Tav

Neeeeerd

No seriously, that's Astarions reaction to you being a wizard. You choose to base your entire life around studying? You two are basically like oil and water in a lot of ways.

Ok but in all seriousness, Astarion does admire your dedication to your craft. He sees how much work you put into learning new spells and is genuinely excited when you get it right

It doesn’t mean he’s gonna stop making fun of you though. You're telling him you belong to a SCHOOL of magic??? Need for Academic validation much? Oh and please, if you're gonna wear wizard robes try to make them a little stylish, or he’ll come for your sense of fashion too.

Actually, I bet he’d help you spice up your outfits a little. A thigh slit here, a tasteful gold embroidery there, your not completely beyond hope

Dw tho, you can absolutely get him back. Oh, you need some magical assistance? Maybe help figuring out how a magical item works? Uh oh, looks like the rouge needs the wizard's help after all dontcha astarion?

It’s definitely the highlight of your day when he has to ask for help. Unfortunately, it goes both ways. His speed and skills have definitely saved your ass in battle before

Honestly, it’s giving annoyances to lovers. Plus I’m convinced at least 40% of Astarions love language is sass and knife cat energy.

He enjoys the banter definitely, but it’s never meant to cut too deep. He’s good at reading people, so say you're having trouble learning this one spell and you're starting to get frustrated. He can definitely tell and knows not to make jokes about your magic today. He can’t exactly help, because this man is NOT magically inclined. But he’ll pull you away from the spell scroll long enough for you to take a deep breath and have a break. It helps in its own way because now you can come back to it with a more calm mindset.

You can’t tell me this man isn’t laughing (a little manically) when you cast fireball. I mean come on that’s one of the most entertaining things he’s seen in 200 years let him have some fun

But also-

He secretly finds your powers very cool. I mean there’s something beautiful about magic at its core, he can’t help but be just a little entranced. And you’ve definitely used magic to show off to him just a lil (make a rose out of magic blue light or somethin he’ll scoff but find it endearing)

Honestly, I imagine you two are a slight hoarder couple. I mean you need to have all these ingredients for spells on you, and Astarions a rouge he definitely has like at least 5 knives on him at all times. Also the magic items. You both love to hoard those, just in case they’re useful

If you actually do have some sort of wizard's tower, layer, study, or something Astarion wants to see it

He’ll make a joking excuse as to why he wants to see your lair. And he’s DEFINITELY gonna grab a random cloak in there and do a bad wizard impersonation

BUT-

The real reason he wants to see it is because it’s an integral part of you. It’s basically your home, where you store everything you find valuable, where the pantry is always stocked with the food you like, and where the bed has the exact number of pillows you want it to have. Astarion wants to know these things about you.

I imagine after you finally defeat the mindflayers and everyone goes off to find their own way (or maybe you all stick together and keep adventuring while also occasionally having individual adventures, who am I to break up your found family) you immediately take Astarion to your tower and start working on methods to help him walk in the sun. magic sunscreen? Enchanted daylight ring? Charmed circlet? You've got options and you're not afraid to use them. Anything to make it so that Astarion doesn’t have to live his life in darkness anymore. You jest and say it would be a true tragedy if you couldn't see his beautiful silver hair kissed by the sunrise, but in reality, you were immediately tearing through every tome you owned looking for a solution. After all, who wouldn't do anything for the man that held their heart?

Ok now imagine. You and Astarion just completed a mission, saving some people in the grove with Halsin. And you already had received a message from Wyll and Karlach asking for assistance smoking out a group of assasins that had settled in Baldurs gate. But gods you were so tired. It was nearly midnight when you both decided to crash at your liar instead of heading straight to the location Wyll had given you. You were both covered in mud, twigs, and other “gifts of nature” as Astarion had described them in a voice mocking Halsins. You were so tired your eyelids stung, and everything was hazy. You both more or less stumbled into your study, already half asleep.

Of course, you had become a bit more coherent when you realized that there was only one bed. And two of you. Now this might seem a bit ridiculous to care about things like that considering how close the two of you are and how much you have been through and done together, but now hear me out. This man has spent the last 200 years either not having a bed or being forced to share one. You had both decided he needed some time to just be able to have his own space to sleep, after all, you had all of your lifetime together, and you wanted him to be comfortable, so whenever he had come to your study, he slept on the couch. You had wanted to get him a cot or something of his own at the place, buuut it had kinda slipped your mind entirely. And the couch he slept on was currently covered in about 50 books stacked across the couch, another thing you had forgotten about. Whoops.

You and Astarion both looked at the pile of books on the couch and then at each other. You felt like you were about to pass out where you stood and he didn't look much better. There was an instant understanding between the both of you, that understanding being “fuck it” as you both collapse onto your bed, neither taking off your filthy armor and robes, simply passing out on the spot.

You awoke to a certain vampires face buried in the crook of your neck, trying to block out the sun now shining in his eyes. Eventually, you both dragged yourself out of the small bed and cleaned yourselves up before heading off to Wyll's location, but after this situation you both unspokenly began to sleep in the same bed alot more often.

#astarion fic #astarion x mc #astarion x tav #astarion x you #baldur's gate 3 #baldurs gate 3 astarion #astarion romance #astarion x reader #baldurs gate astarion #bg3 astarion

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tadpoles-and-daydreams · 6 months

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Just so y'all know, I'm pouring some of my soul out in this post. It gets emotional-please mind the gaslighting tw <3 There's no pressure to read this, I just feel this needs to be said and hopefully will help someone out there.

In case this helps someone, the reason I say "Telling witchlings/baby witches that negative entities will pretend to be deities, or that they can't trust their deities is damaging" is because it damaged my craft directly. Not only as a witchling, but even now.

When I first started it was because I hid that I was working with Persephone from everyone except close friends, because I was scared I would be judged. Persephone came to me, and I had no reason to ignore the call. There was no questioning whether it was truly a goddess that had stepped into my head when I woke up from the fever dream (affectionate) that she sent me with the name "Persephone" blaring in my head.

Even now, Loki spent a solid chunk last night, late as hell, sitting with me while I spiraled. And it was a bad spiral, at least by my standards. I'm really good at gaslighting myself, not-so-fun fact, and I saw something talking about people convincing themselves that deities were around when really it was just their own imagination. I understand that that post might be helpful to some, so if anyone knows what post I'm talking about PLEASE do not attack them. And if you happen to have posted that, PLEASE do not continue reading this post and please don't feel bad. I don't remember if it was in my following or for you or your tags- but that's not the point.

The point is, of course my brain decided that today was the day to fuck me up! Yayyyyy. /s I had already been, due to some recent information I got about where my deity work will be going (that's a separate post) questioning the validity of my craft. Who the HELL am I to do that sort of work? Why me? I'm just some dude. I'm not even "just some dude" I'm some dude who actively struggles to do just about anything in life. Y'all I was having A TimeTM and seeing that post was the final straw.

So I sat there, cards in hand, completely unable to get any direct communication from Loki because my head was too loud and I was questioning whether or not they were even real at all. And I've gone from "trickster energy = asshole who laughs at others" to trusting Loki with all I have so quickly, because they sat with me. I could feel them even if I couldn't "hear" them. Card after card telling me I'm supported, I'm on the right path, what I've been told I'm meant to do is my path and not some "'chosen one' bullshit" as I remember wording it. Nothing but love and support. I pulled The Fool twice, which just felt like a nudge of "Hey, I really am here." (For those of you who may not know, The Fool is associated with Loki!)

This is.... a vulnerable thing to put in a tumblr post, but I leave it here anyway. I did get one thing from him, as I was going to bed. I thanked them for staying, even when I was too stressed and overwhelmed to hear them. And somewhere in the back of my mind, very firmly, I get; "I will ALWAYS be here." Long pause at the implication, because I know that deities often come and go just like people. "Always?" "Mhm." cue the clear image of them grinning.

So, apparently, Loki is here to stay with me for good. I'm so grateful to have them in my life.

But this is what I mean when I say it's bad to scare the witchlings. That post scared me, outright triggered me, and I've been around witchcraft my whole life and actively practicing for four years. Please stop telling people they're "just imagining" their deities.

#witchcraft #paganism #witchblr #pagan witch #pagan #eclectic pagan #paganblr #witch community #deity work #witch blog #tw gaslighting #tw gaslighting mention

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foxxear · 2 months

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Stop overthinking Star Wars unless you're going to think a little harder

I think more people need to take a more good-faith approach to consuming Star Wars' soft magic system of powers and technology. Hard magic is great, and Star Wars offers nuggets of that, but please understand when that's not what a story is made to reliably supply.

From the moment Luke Skywalker tried really hard and pulled his lightsaber to his hand in 'The Empire Strikes Back', Star Wars has been partly about seeing something you didn't see last time, didn't know was possible, and have no way to 100% quantify the accessibility of. There is thematic meaning in such moments, as well as an expansion of the magic system, but there is rarely hard math. You say "Wow, I didn't think he'd be able to do that" and keep watching. We should not be trying to turn Star Wars into a world of set expectations and clear parameters, because that is not in the spirit of these stories.

"Since when can someone do that? How can they?" Good question! Maybe we'll get an answer soon, maybe not. But...

...the absence of such information is not synonymous with poor writing, especially in a broad story of ongoing discovery. Your intrigue is good, but please do not use it for evil. More on that in a second.

"If this is possible, why didn't Tokar-Fidji do it in the other movie?" Perhaps we don't know! Or maybe you didn't read that one comic that expands the lore. I dunno. Whatever the case, we should try to assume in good faith that there is some unknown variable in play before assuming something doesn't make sense based on previous scenes. I'm sorry if that feels difficult, your feelings are valid. More on that in a second.

The thing is, we can make up infinite space fantasy reasons to justify pretty much anything...

...it's not that hard, and writers absolutely should not waste our time doing so for everything cool in this kind of story. Treat nerdy lore/magic/tech explanations as a fun prize, not a requirement.

If you really want to ponder it later, rather than just "assuming it makes sense", that's... well, that's actually great. You seem invested. Star Wars is made to spark the imagination, and mystify the viewer with fantastical ideas and endless possibilities. But in that sense, it's much more fun to try to determine how something could make sense, rather than trying prove that it doesn't. If you can't come up with anything, probably just put a pin in it, or start a curious conversation.

And ultimately, even though Star Wars isn't hard magic, it still occasionally rewards you for paying close attention, or having some knowledge of the lore. A couple of dots get to line up here and there, a problem is solved with something we understand, or a question simply gets answered. That can be important, or just pretty fun, especially if you had a theory that turns out to be true. But this story is always going to keep you wondering about something, because that wonder is a delightful and intentional element of fantasy like this.

If some of what I've just described sounds like bad writing to you (or just kind of annoying), I have some bad news.

This is how writing and consuming soft magic works, and what it does to a story experience. If you've noticed the very valid weaknesses soft magic imposes on the plot, and you dislike them, congratulations: You don't like how Star Wars works, either. Calling for the writers to make everything fit quantifiable established "rules" is calling for a switch to hard magic, not "better writing".

Yes, soft magic can be done better, and done worse, and Star Wars likes to do both. But those tricky conversations must be had with an understanding of how writing & consuming soft magic works. Otherwise, you might start lumping weaknesses of a given story's writing in with weaknesses of soft magic itself, which doesn't make much sense at all. Are we mad at the writer of the week, or are we mad at George Lucas' The Star Wars?

I see too much aggressive 'critical analysis' that sounds pretty valid at a glance, whilst truly having no clue what it is talking about. I like the effort, but please do more reading. You're arming others with your naivety, and they've opened fire on the innocent enjoyer. At the very least, swap attempted tear-downs for curious conversation.

In the meantime, consuming the wacky space story with a very good-faith mindset about its shenanigans can save us a lot of trouble. "Why didn't Obi-Wan use force speed to catch up to Qui-Gon & Darth Maul-" I don't know!!! We may never know!!! Maybe super Jedi speed makes you very tired and combat-sloppy for 4 seconds, which is too high risk against a deadly assassin! We can just assume there's a good reason, though. Please. A good-faith reading is when you say "Well, I'm sure if Obi-Wan had a way to use his powers to get there faster & help, he would have", and it is a requirement for consuming soft magic. Foster this skill, and you can enjoy the story.

Star Wars is made more to have its' themes analyzed under a microscope, not it's spellcasting requirements for a fireball.

#some words #text #txt #star wars #the acolyte #nice essay bro #foxx take

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cboffshore · 2 months

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No idea if this has been mentioned before , but i reread the OSSAS series and why do i kinda feel like some of the non-prisoner-related stuff nadakhan does to Nya ( not defending his creepy behavior or anything) are things Delara possibly used to enjoy ?

Nadakhan slightly playing with Nya's hair ? Delara liked it when he played with hers. The two playing chess over some mulled wine ? Well there aren't many restaurants aboard the Keep so that could very much have been their favorite way to have a date . Just him reeeeeeeally pushing Delara into Nya before she even knows what's actually going to happen ...

If you were at some point hinting of that in the series , i really apologise for not getting the cue ! #autism

Btw so excited for next chapter of " Witness For The Solitary Host" :D your works are amazing

Good catch - that was definitely intentional. I actually have never rambled about that pattern before, so I've been wondering if I pulled it off well enough for people to catch on. Looks like I did! That's great! (I'm putting the rest under the cut to save dash space!)

It kind of plays into a longer pattern I have in OSSAS about Nadakhan trying to pre-mold Nya into Delara - not even by trying to get her used to those things, but sort of by trying to convince himself that he's got some part of Delara back before he actually does. He knows Nya's not her, but, like.... if the lights are dim enough, or she's asleep or not glaring at him head-on, or she's doing something close enough to what Delara used to do, it's easy enough to pretend he's already won for a few seconds. Just enough to keep him going, really. (Sidenote: there's a song on the playlist with the line "There's nothing wrong with just a taste of what you paid for" - that's on the playlist specifically for this stuff.)

I should admit I wasn't working from the "things Delara used to like" angle - I was more on the "how Delara used to behave" track - but the idea of him intentionally resurrecting these sentimental activities definitely works with the themes of the series, too! On some level, he's absolutely working out of habit (re: the hair touching), so viewing the chess night as something she used to enjoy is a totally valid interpretation.

One thing that's always annoyed me a little about Skybound is this really weird idea that Nadakhan targets Nya because he thinks she's just Delara reincarnate. This is true at the start of the season, but by episode 60 (where he actually refers to Nya by name when speaking to Jay) it's VERY obvious that he's figured out his initial reincarnation idea was off the mark. A lot of fanfiction I've read over the years misses that development, which kind of skews the whole thing and turns it into more of the "I know you're in there and I'm going to break you out and help you get your memories back" stereotype. I didn't want to work with that angle, both because it's just flat out wrong and also because I have seen it SO MUCH and I'm tired. (Which explains most of the motive for writing this series, really - trying to skirt all the trends and seeing what I can wring out.)

Nadakhan's whole thing is taking existing materials and sculpting them into his ideals - which, in my opinion, plays VERY nicely with the "I know Nya's not 100% what I'm looking for but she'll make a good enough starting point" that we get canonically. I really tried to play that up throughout OSSAS, and I'm glad it came through!

Also - glad to hear you enjoyed Witness! The next chapters aren't due til later this year for reasons I can't spoil yet, but I'm very excited to get working on it, because this time I get to examine how Nadakhan behaves when he has what he thinks is 100% Delara. I won't give too much away, but.... it's going to be so fun. He's going to have an awful time. I'm so ready to run this guy over with a Barbie jeep.

Thanks for the ask!!

#lila speaks #ossas tag #ninjago skybound

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n7punk · 1 year

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i was going to describe something as a pet peeve but really it's just a let down lol and then it turned into a longpost but i gottaaaaa get this off my chest. anyway a big let down in romance writing (fic and published) is when the basis of the story is two total strangers meet for the first time and they're suddenly drawn to each other for no justifiable reason. you'll see this all the time in fic and it's supposed to be acceptable because we know the characters and know that they're perfect together, but it's lazy no mater the format unless you have a later plot point that actually justifies why they would feel such a pull towards each other.

like in a simple coffee shop au, it's inexplicable to be like "she's my favorite customer, i can't say why because she isn't different than any of my other customers, but i feel drawn to her." conversely, you could totally justify it by starting the story with "she's my favorite customer because one time i accidentally upcharged her and she pretended i didnt because she could see my manager within earshot and didn't want me to get in trouble" and that's a viable reason for a stranger to stick out that you can still establish in just one paragraph.

i feel like people don't want to make it attraction-based (it's a perfectly valid premise and the only actual reason strangers have ever asked me out because that's how it works) because it's not ~special~ and lacks deeper meaning, but, "i dont know why i just do" has no meaning! having a line like "i see attractive girls like her every single day but i feel weirdly drawn to her in particular" doesn't make it feel special, it feels unrealistic and dull, and for some reason these "magnetic pull" stories almost always include a line like this.

this is muddied by sometimes - very rarely - when you think a story opening with this kind of thing is bad and actually it's a smoking gun. maybe in a "the characters later realize they knew each other once" way, maybe in an "oh shit, we're both cursed by the same person and couldn't consciously figure out we're sensing the same magic energy from each other, now lets team up and take them down" way, maybe even in an "actually i really was just attracted to her but i'm so repressed i couldn't figure it out" way and at least you've learned something interesting about that character! i'm pulling stuff out of my ass here (clearly), but it could be a real plot point and the few times it is always make me doubt giving up on something that really isn't worth my time. plot stuff like this requires that your audience have some faith in your writing and are willing to stick around after they see the opening, though, and sometimes im not willing to do that even when a book comes recommended.

in fics it's a lot more low stakes and obviously, you can write whatever you want and whatever makes you happy (and honestly every writer should get one freebie on this kind of thing because writing is hard guys and sometimes you just want to write the shenanigans that come after and you don't owe anybody anything!) but i do think pushing yourself and your writing is good thing when you're up for it. we just don't always have to be up for it lol. anyway this is just a personal rant about stories that have disappointed me, not instructions for anyone to change the way they write to have fun

#mylife #that said some stories start out this way and build and are actually very good with just this one fault!#not most of the stories that start this way tho lmao #actually i just realized i did this ''plot pull'' with the reincarnation fic #but you knew going into that it was a reincarnation au!#the plot reason was pre-established and adora herself soon learned it when she began remembering #and im remembering now how i felt writing it like 'wow this is weird but the magic will make it make sense soon'

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just a ramble, but is it sad that I lost my love for this game? I played the OG one A LOT, did many events, devilgrams, loved all of it, the characters, story, music. But then the writing felt like it went down in quality sometimes, then NB came out and I don't like time travel stuff so I never played it. and from what I've seen the story gets messy and confusing, they retconned stuff, and I feel it's only a matter of time until the OG game shuts down. idk, I just feel bummed tbh.

Your feelings are perfectly valid, anon.

I think this just happens sometimes with things in life. You get really into something and then it changes or you change and suddenly it just doesn't have that same excitement for you anymore.

If I could have had it my way, they would've just kept everything in the OG. If they really wanted to do a retcon time travel story, why didn't they just make it the next season of the OG? Why force us to start over with the cards and everything?

But I'm also not ready to let go, so I keep playing lol. It's like I can't help it. I gotta see how bad things go. (Or if by some chance they pull through and give us something good.)

But no seriously I think there are still good parts and that's why I keep playing. I'm too in love with a fictional butler to do anything else alkjadsfkldfj

Anyway, it's always a little sad to find your interests have changed. I read something somewhere about letting yourself grieve for hobbies or interests that you've dropped for one reason or another. It was fun and it brought you joy and it's sad that it no longer does. Sometimes you just have to allow yourself to be sad about it for a bit. Eventually something else will come along and spark that passion in you again!

#I understand why you would decide not to bother with nightbringer honestly #I was so excited when it first came out #now I'm like what is even happening lol #obey me #obey me nightbringer #anon asks #misc answers

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just-prime · 1 year

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Just read all your Ahsoka reviews, they're great, thanks for writing them

I think the reason Thrawn's eyes look off is the same why as Ahsoka's, Hera's, Ezra's, just anyone with the weird contact thing going on, all do. In real life you can't actually clearly make out someone's eye color from like across a room distance, but they've given this always noticeable almost florescent glow to the eyes. You can do that fine in animation but in live action it becomes uncanny valley

Very much agreed that the worst thing is the feeling of nothing happening. The show isn't paced to stand on its, it's meant to exist as part of the filoni cinematic universe. The mcu-ification of media is a f-ing plague upon the soul of art

And speaking of nothing happening WHAT IS SABINE DOING like she knows she's got a very short time to somehow steal the hyperspace ring so they can get back and stop Thrawn from returning, but she's just like nah I'll just tell Ezra nothing and chill out with him I AM PULLING MY HAIR OUT

Also just a last thing that was (painfully) funny to me that I haven't seen anyone else point out, at one point Sabine slashes a guy in the face then stabs him in the chest, then STILL kicks him away from her which is what actually knocks him over, BECAUSE LIGHTSABERS CAN! NOT! KILL IN THE NEW STAR WARS

Sorry I started out thanking you for your great posts, but then ended up just ranting in your inbox, totally no worries if you just want to completely ignore this ask lol

First off holy shit I have my first ask!!! I was in class when I saw the notification, so I couldn't get up and do a little happy dance...But know that I wanted to.

Anyway, YES on everything about the eyes. That's exactly it. You've managed to put words to what felt off perfectly. SO thank you, because yes, to all of it.

Also, yes, the mcu-ification of media is indeed a FUCKING plague upon the soul of art

I say this as a recovering MCU fan who's coping with the death of her childhood via fanfiction but seriously not everything needs to be set up for something else.

Also, it feels like this should have been a movie. 2 hours, maybe even 3, but then everyone would be in position and we wouldn't have to deal with all the stupid filler.

Yup, Sabine is horrifically out of character. She's nonchalant about things she should care about. She cares about thinks she should be nonchalant about. It's painful, and annoying, and I can relate to wanting to pull my hair out.

It is laughable to me that we've gotten this far and lightsabers are still functionally just swords? Like, we've not gotten to see someone doing something cool with them in a while. I totally agree also that they've been watered down, which is a shame because we're finally getting to the point effects-wise where we could be doing some really cool shit with them, and instead they are left as poke-y sticks.

Thank you so much for dropping into my ask box. Thank you especially for the rant. It was very fun to read. If it helps assuage the anxiety, know that not too long ago I was the on leaving anonymous blocks of text thanking people for the validation and also ranting a bit too :P

#rambles #dave filoni critical #ahsoka critical #ahsoka spoilers #ahsoka series #star wars #prime responds #anti filoni

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alrightie, alrightie, here I come with my ship request:

can I please get a romantic ship for myself, pretty please? thank you!

I go by she/her and I am bisexual

for fandoms I am fine with either HOTD or GOT, whoever you think will fit better.

I am average height and with an average body (and a feature on myself that I don't really like are my hips dips). I wear glasses (as I tend to see all the world blurred without them) and I do look every inch the Clark Kent aesthetic of the good-hearted nerd. I have brown eyes and I dyed my hair to be a more orange-y brown (does that make sense? but it's a middle way between straight up red hair and brown). I also tan a lot in the summer (except my face, since I am always holding a book over it, whenever I got to he beach).

when I am not writing, cursing Tumblr or having exam, I enjoy reading, watching TV series and crafting beads necklaces and bracelets since I can't stay still unless I am doing something with my hands; I enjoy putting on makeup and find it quite relaxing and for the sake of my own health I need to start every morning with my four steps skincare routine.

I'd describe myself as the anxious girlie that has this scary aura but really hasn't tried to communicate with anybody because she is scared of making a fool of herself. I am a perfectionist with a pendant for rules and routines, although I can be quite clumsy and totally forgetful as I am always stuck into my own reality. I enjoy creating, whether it is in writing, crafting or using my bullet journal. I am an INFP and a scorpio sun, pisces moon and libra rising (and I live by that religiously)

I enjoy: the color purple, being on time, academic validation, new books, old vintage stores in the open air and nice overpriced cafes (although I shouldn't drink it because 1) I don't like the taste, 2) it's bad for the anxiety), and one day I'll just make good on my promise to either buy a bookstore and sell books while I appear as the mysterious and edgy shop clerk or disappear in the woods to write my own novels and support myself economically.

I dislike: pushy people, late people, and I can tell from a mile whether somebody is fake or not; I also don't forgive and forget easily, although I am extremely non-confrontational (to the point of discomfort). I dislike also ignorance and arrogance (although I think that to be confident is a good thing, putting others off for the sake of making yourself better is a red flag to me).

aesthetically my friends would describe me as either the pastel Taylor Swift girl or the light academia overworked student.

fun facts about me:

everybody finds it strange that I am a girly girl who likes also sports (such as Motorsport and F1), but I enjoy watching sports either alone or with my family and it's a bonding thing among me and my sister.

I had and still have an obsession with anything mythological and it influenced greatly the career path that I took (not me on Saturday wandering in the children's section of a bookstore and considering buying this whole cute book about myths across the world) (the only reason why I didn't was because I didn't know where to put it).

I was born on the 31st of October and I am still convinced that one day I'll pull a YA main character move and reveal secret magical powers (I am joking, I am joking but being a telepath sounds cool, although my only superpower right now is overthinking everything)

alright, so I think that this is enough and I can't wait to see ho I get!

thank you again for this chance and have a lovely day!

-𝒜𝓃𝑔𝓈𝓉𝒾

i see you as a sheltered highborn lady (in a good way!) you have an ability, let’s call it, you’re all too aware of the bad in people. you can see the scales being tipped on one direction or the other. it might make you a tad pessimistic at times. it’s exhausting for sure. but your houses keep has a library with all the books you could want, all the spare time and all the material for your crafts. you’re spotted from afar. from your auburn hair to the way you observe people has a certain someone thinking you’re too special to stay hidden away here. you’re stolen;

♡ i ship you with…! ♡

♡ Tormund Giantsbane ♡

• At first you’re only a good contribution to the Freefolk. That is to say literate, Tormund brings you scrolls to read before deciding if it’s worth passing them forward to Mance

• He was right to think you were special, you’re a mediator and gods know they need one from time to time. From orphaned children, full grown adults to even taller giants your presence alone starts to cease arguments

• He’s also the one to pick up on your ability, deciding whether or not they’re trustworthy on the spot, searching them for darkened auras and such. A handful of these newcomers that you’ve dismissed (re: put very little effort into getting to know), ended up being killed for one treason or the other

• Tormund’s the first to notice how weary you become afterwards and how it worsens upon meeting new faces. He may not know why, at the beginning, but he knows that you look tired and require extra energy and that means warmer blankets, less time around people, more food, MANY attempts to slip you giantsmilk. He’s very concerned, he just wants you healthy

• And happy. This man absolutely loves making you laugh! His stories aren’t particularly funny but the way he describes things and talks force you into a fit of giggles. The sound has him grinning for the rest of the day

• It doesn’t take long for Tormund to decide he likes you. He wants to steal you as his this time. He appreciates you communicate like a wildling even if you don’t see it as such. The ginger doesn’t mind standing up for you when you can’t— he really likes taking care of you but has this respect that you don’t need him to do any of it

• Tormund is whipped though, you can ask him just about anything and consider it done before the request completely leaves your mouth (The exception being he won’t do anything that would jeopardize Mance’s cause)

• For example Tormund, at your request, pitched up a tent. You have big plans for this area apparently. The Freefolk can come and borrow or swap books, you plan on offering to teach them to read— you went on and on about this… library. He may not understand why it’s important to you but he doesn’t really need to know more than that. “You want this? You’ll have it.”

• Tormund may not be able to give you that noble life you’ve been accustomed to but he desperately tries to keep you happy. He’ll fight to get you a sliver of normalcy on the other side of that fucking wall

#poiboidrabbles #tormund giantsbane #ask stuff #game of thrones imagine #pairing

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